Lemonading. |
This past weekend was a festival of threes, as I watched three season
3s: The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, iZombie and 12 Monkeys.
The first and lightest of these saw Kimmy refuse to divorce her dubious
husband in order to protect yet another easily-led woman (played by Laura Dern)
falling into his clutches, and thus have to find her own funding to attend
college. She briefly attends Columbia on a rowing scholarship, but fails a
vital test on the grounds that all sorts of weird shit just keeps happening in
her life, like being dragged off by the Feds to help talk down her former
bunker-mate Cindy who has turned cult leader herself, apparently on Kimmy's
advice. Meanwhile, Jaqueline is struggling to have the Washington Redskins
renamed, ultimately persuading them that 'Washington Gun-Takers' will result in
a massive uptick in merchandise sales as a much larger demographic flock to buy
and burn team shirts.
But it's not really about the ongoing plot, such as it is, so much as
the moment to moment interplay of characters and dialogue. On this front, Kimmy
and Titus's unhealthy co-dependence goes from horror to horror, while the
interlude at Columbia brings back one of my favourite dynamics - Kimmy vs.
Xanthippe - although their rivalry has eased somewhat at this point, not least
because Kimmy is back to calling herself Schmidt and it turns out that everyone
knows that she was a mole woman now. Through all this, and all the terrible
things that people thoughtlessly do to one another in the show, it is
ultimately about the uplifting power of hope and friendship, and the fact that
Sea Lions control the media.
Once more, The Unbreakable Kimmy
Schmidt is a hit and miss show that scores largely through unrelenting
weight of fire. Did a joke fall flat? Who cares? Here's the next one! And in
fairness, far more land than don't.
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