Sometimes curiosity actually leads you to really boring shit. Or at least it did in the case of the dive I made into television shows aimed at 30-something dudes this weekend, staring at you creepily, The League. Full disclosure: I watched the entire series, because I don’t quit anything, except for Mystic Pizza. I just couldn’t self-dicipline myself through that one. Now, I am not going to take this whole thing out on The League as a show — I am so not the target demographic, in fact I am the antithesis of a 30-something suburban man with young kids. Granted, I am also nothing like the rural Scottish Irish priests in my favorite television show, Father Ted.
I think my main issue with The League — other than my deep-seeded personal fear of leading a suburban life with a corporate job, a mortgage and weekly girl’s night margaritas at Chili’s — is how it’s half totally believable and half unbelieviable. You gotta pick a world of believability and stick to it. Father Ted is set in its own world and masterfully works with it by making things that would be insane in our world look grounded in the context of the goings on of Craggy Island. Seinfeld on the other hand, totally believable and genius within the world of believability/ the world we lived in during the ’90s.
The grounded part of The League is that it’s about a group of dudes who seem to think the only thing they have going for them is their fantasy football league. Those guys totally exist. Where it got wonky for me is that everyone in this group of former high school losers hook up with or are married to model-types. Even the nerdy girl they made fun of in high school is now model hot — and a doctor. It’s clear what kind of dudes wrote the show, and also the deep-seeded misogyny that still exists in these shows. To be clear, the women in the show also don’t really have lines and are, for the most part, one dimensional. I read this great piece a few months ago on Slate about how pretty much all American men culturally feel entitled to marry model-types. I’m not sure if I 100% agree with the writer’s opinion, but I thought he raised some great poins thst the casting of the show definitely exemplifies. I’m not saying that model type girls can’t be awesome, but the one dimensional bimbo parts that the League crew wrote for them did not further the cause of ridiculous hot women doing comedy. So here is my challenge to ridiculously hot girls doing comedy: own it, but without going super blue with your humor to try to compensate for your looks. Basically, be more like Kate Walsh and less like Whitney Cummings.