over the weekend we polished off Season Five of Bojack Horseman on Netflix.
I thought the first couple of episodes were pretty week. yeah, I get it, it's for adults. I almost bailed. I enjoyed it but I thought maybe the show had jumped the shark. Glad I stuck with it. many of this seasons episodes feature back stories on the characters that, like the series itself, are way more character driven than you'd expect an adult animation TV series to be. which is not to say that it can't be sophomoric - it is but it gets a lot of mileage out of that stuff. one character invents a sex robot that eventually becomes his boss. people think the dildo laden contraption yelling "OH BABY" is some sort of management genius. LOL.
the show is chock full of really pointed satire about where our pop culture rudder is at right fucking now - streaming TV shows, Instagram selfies, celebrity culture, #metoo etc.. I'm not sure how well this stuff will date but it might be one for the time capsule. BoJack Horseman, if you've avoided it so far, is a washed up TV star. His career is revived when a caring person writes a bio about him. His amazing agent gets his career on an upswing but he is filled with self loathing. the show doles out the reasons why in flashbacks and narrative curveballs that are sometimes brilliant and sometimes exasperating. Each season ends with an emotional land mine and this one really worked for me.
I'm looking forward to season six.
uggy poopy doody.