
I did a lot of thinking today.
This morning, Roommate Joe did the world a solid by showing us this clip from Funny or Die. Co-written by Diablo Cody, it parodies HBO’s series Hung (about a broke guy with an enormous johnson who makes ends meet by becoming an escort) by advertising an imaginary show called Tight (about a broke woman with an especially muscular janeson who makes ends meet by becoming an escort.)
After I stopped laughing at the clip, which pretty much defines the concept of “so wrong it’s right,” I started thinking about how sourly hateful Hung is. If you haven’t seen it, then trust me… it treats its characters with contempt, taking every opportunity to make them seem pathetic, shrewish, desperate, or clueless. The acting, too, is just hostile. The performance are committed and highly detailed, sure, but they are devoid of kindness.
And for some people, this may be just the ticket. Lord knows, Todd Solondz has made an entire career out of imagining bitterly comic worlds just like Hung‘s, and when they followed suit in A Serious Man, the Coen Brothers got a Best Picture nomination.
However, after watching the entire first season of Hung (not to mention more Todd Solodnz movies than I care to remember), I’ve accepted this approach is not my thing. (Perhaps you’ve noticed?)
And after I thought about all this, my mind turned to Nurse Jackie. It occurred to me that the series is actually a lot darker than Hung. Jackie is a drug-addicted nurse who’s cheating on her husband with a pharmacist. Her boyfriend, meanwhile, is so jealous of her marriage that he’s ominously hanging out with Jackie’s husband on the sly. Meanwhile, Jackie’s oldest daughter needs therapy, her co-worker has an unwanted pregnancy, and almost every patient rolling through her ER has a horrible problem.
AND YET Nurse Jackie is a funny, charming, and weirdly heartwarming show. Is it sentimental? No. Is it prone to uncomplicated happy endings? No. But it is human. The writing acknowledges that even when they’re doing dubious things, people can still be admirable, considerate, worthy of love. It doesn’t shallowly, cynically insist that everyone in the world is a damn hypocrite worthy of scorn, just as it doesn’t pretend that everyone sneezes butterflies and gives magical hugs. It’s balanced and complicated in the way life always is and television shows almost never are.
So yeah… that’s what I’ve been thinking a bout.