Watch Lena Dunham get her girl power on.
Actual comedies, attempted comedies... there's a lot of both in today's TV on DVD releases, as well as some critically-acclaimed imports from across the pond.
Tonight (or early tomorrow, ya sticklers) at midnight, HBO's partnership with Adam McKay and Will Ferrell's website Funny or Die expands with a half-hour, televised sketch show cleverly called Funny or Die Presents. I watched the first two episodes, and, just like what's on the website, it's hit and miss in a way that's largely miss. A lot of it is the kind of crap that your friend with the way too broad sense of humor would send you. In other words, most of it falls flat, wastes your time and annoys you, but some of it is pretty brilliant. The new "Drunk History," for example, is amazing. Jen Kirkman should never be sober.
You know, it's not an unpopular thing to want to cure cancer, it being a horrific disease and all. So even if your primary motive for ridding the world of the affliction is that chemo patients are stealing your rightful bald man sympathy vote (and subsequent sympathy sex, more importantly), well, does it really make it any less noble? Of course not! You're Larry David, you're rich, you're a genius, and you're making the world a better place. Let's all help a bald brother out and cure cancer already!
There's been a bigger than usual hole in my heart since Flight of the Conchords went on hiatus, so it gives me great joy (and a case of the giggles!) to announce that they're back back back and better than ever! Funny or Die is premiering the first ep of the new season, which won't air for reals on HBO 'til January. Since last we saw the delightful Kiwis, Murray has all but abandoned the FoTC in favor of international pop sensations the Crazy Dogs, so they totally fire his ass and are promptly hired to write a jingle for Femadent, a toothpaste made just for women's needs. Dave shows up and teaches them about ladies and bargaining (did you know Dave means "deal" in Latino?), Murray gets majorly sued by some Polish band and must resort to living in his car, Mel sets fire to things, Bret loses a shoe but gains a pair of woven pants and there's a nice little song about angels having sexytimes up in heaven. It's all very high-concept. So much love today! Watch and chuckle after the jumpular.
The sun bursts through the clouds today after several days' worth of depressing news... except for the usual loads of crap Project Runway shovels on us. Come on!