Tom Gliatto and Charlotte Triggs
April 23, 2012 12:00 PM


HBO once again brings us four Manhattan BFFs-but with a difference

Judging from the posters for this brilliant new comedy (premiering April 15, 10:30 p.m. ET/PT), the ghosts of Carrie, Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte have come back as four hipper if slouchier young women. But Girls, created by and starring Lena Dunham (Tiny Furniture) as a sarcastic, saturnine wanna-be literary star named Hannah, is SATC turned on its expensively styled head. Life for Hannah and her friends is not full of the breathtaking adventure of New York City. They text, party, work entry-level jobs and hook up with men they don’t love. Hannah allows herself to be the sexual plaything of a dumb young actor whose fantasies are degradingly sick-the bitter joke is watching Hannah gamely, heartbreakingly, trying to make the best of it. Girls is a classic in the Larry David school of discomfort, but it’d be more accurate to say it’s what you’d get if Sarah Silverman rewrote Jane Austen. It’s a raw, ironic, occasionally touching comedy of postmillennial manners. Not “feel-good”-but on its own terms, perfect.

“It’s what you’d get if Sarah Silverman rewrote Jane Austen”

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