Total. Mess. Oh, look — people having sex and arguing. Now MORE people having sex and arguing. Hey, let’s see how stunningly stupid Hannah can be. Let’s have her burn her hand on an Easy-Bake Oven next.
Judd Apatow writes preposterous, and not well. That’s what we got last night. Big, flamboyant scenes prompted by idiots or, more often, nothing.
While I totally believe a woman would frantically try to reconnect with her ex after finding out he’s rich, Williamsburg dudes aren’t stupid enough to take them back.
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Quite satisfied with the writing (except the Hannah’s part). All characters have their breakthrough and serious dialogue among each other. And guess who wrote this? Judd Apatow. Seriously, Apatow needs to re-teach Lena Dunham another film writing courses because I just cannot digest her scripts anymore.