Last night, HBO premiered its depraved comedy about life in New York’s outer boroughs, Girls — a show as insidious and hotly anticipated as a sexually transmitted disease. Think: Sex and the City for ugly people with a fat chick named Hannah (played by the show’s writer and director, [Keira Knightley]). New York Post.
Everything men hate about the show Girls I mostly hate, too. The complexities of young women trying to find their voice, who they are, and their intertwined friendships — blah, blah, ugh, give me a tampon and a pineapple drink in a martini glass. Esquire.
[There are] five separate instances of [Keira Knightley’s] breasts in one episode. Five… seriously, pack the breasts in. Seriously. Collider.