May contain spoilers. You have been warned. So don't come bitchin' to me bout how you weren't ready.
It's midterm season, which means instead of studying like any other motivated-to-succeed-and-overachieve college kid, I'm binge watching new shows. And I happened to stumble across a quirky one (shoutout to the homie, Amazon): Red Oaks. Set in the ritzy Red Oaks country club in Jersey, and led by the adorable Daniel, we follow his adventures during summer working as an assistant tennis coach. He's got the douche-y, and yet understandably so, club president Mr. Getty, to impress; his pothead turned Coke dealer best friend trying to win over the girl of his dreams; a closet lesbian mom and an overweight dad who is one kebab from keeling over and croaking; an amusing and get-rich-quick scheming boss; a straying inspiring model girlfriend enthralled by a dickhead Rolling Stones wannabe photographer, played by the perfectly creepy Josh Meyers (remember that MADTv football sketch? That's him. And he's also SNL's Seth Meyer's little bro); and a questionable girl of his dreams with whom he watches live sex shows with.
When he's not videotaping weddings or swingers to get some cash, he's trying to persuade his father that the accounting life is not for him. It seems like a blasè show to kill thirty minutes with, but you'll find yourself sitting there hoping for happy endings: please lord Cheezus, let Barbie Misty get with the lowly Wheeler, for even though he's no Brad Pitt, he's a nice guy whose funny and caring and deserving; please mother Mary, let Sky and Daniel live happily ever after; dear Gawd, let Daniel's parents just be free and oh heavenly Fadder, just let his mom be happy with her yoga instructor. In the Lawd's name we thank you.
So give it a shot. It ain't bad.
Awww, look at his sexy elbows.
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