TV Critics didn't like it. They loved it. And loved it. And loved it. And loved it some more. (That was five overflowingly positive reviews. There are many, many, many more.)
I watched Girls yesterday.
I thought it was fine. I didn't hate it. I certainly didn't think it was anything spectacular.
I expect at some point I will watch another episode, but I also won't be waiting to find it online on Monday. Let alone watch it instead of Mad Men next Sunday at 10:30 (although at least part of that is because I don't have HBO).
I didn't dislike it because I couldn't relate. I'm a 23 year old living in Brooklyn Heights who still depends on his parents for many things.
I didn't dislike it because all four girls were white. I really have no problem with this. The lack of diversity on television is a real problem, but not in the lack of mixed groups of friends. That's pretty realistic. Especially for Hannah and her friends, an insulated all white group seems pretty logical.
I didn't dislike it because I think Hannah should "stop complaining and just get a job already" as some have said. I went to law school exactly to avoid this job market. I get it.
I disliked it because I didn't like it. The same reason I don't like a majority of the shows on television.
It wasn't for me. I didn't enjoy it. Not my show.
And as far as I'm concerned, that's a fine enough reason.