Why I Didn't Like Girls

This past Sunday, HBO debuted a new show, created by, produced by, written by, directed by, and starring Lena Dunham.

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.