What I Learned About Living In Williamsburg From Last Night’s 2 Broke Girls

I’ve spent years living in North Brooklyn but I really didn’t know anything about it until I was able to see how it was portrayed by 2 Broke Girls, a hackneyed, LA-filmed sitcom created by the “brain” behind Sex and the City and the “brain” behind Whitney. This column will keep track of all the knowledge dropped and questions answered, like: Why do hipsters wear knit hats? Because of Coldplay…of course (seriously, this was one of the first jokes of the series).

This week I learned…

Nothing But Lawyer Jokes

Can you believe it’s finally back? Yes? Good because it’s a very easy thing to believe, even with it being off the air for three weeks. You know what they say, time drags when you’re dreading the return of the show. Seriously, dread. Judge Dredd judged me to be dreading the judgment day that is this show’s return. If only I had a good lawyer.

Speaking of lawyers, this episode was all about them (transition transitioned). It starts with the blonde broke girl’s lawyer showing up at the diner, who she hugs because she wants to remember her life as a spoiled girl gallivanting around the Upper East hugging lawyers. The lawyer, who is a walking Borscht Belt punchline, informs the blonde girl that he has acid reflux and that she needs to give a deposition because something, something, boring, something. Sadly (well, sadly if anyone cared) lawyers be expensive – lawyers BEEEEEE expensive – and the show is not called 2 Can Afford Lawyers Whenever Girls. Good thing participating in a drug trial is a stock sitcom premise because lawyers won’t accept cupcakes as payment anymore.

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What I Learned About Living In Williamsburg From Last Night’s 2 Broke Girls

I’ve spent years living in North Brooklyn but I really didn’t know anything about it until I was able to see how it was portrayed by 2 Broke Girls, a hackneyed, LA-filmed sitcom created by the “brain” behind Sex and the City and the “brain” behind Whitney. This column will keep track of all the knowledge dropped and questions answered, like: Why do hipsters wear knit hats? Because of Coldplay…of course (seriously, this was one of the first jokes of the series).

This week I learned…

Gay People Live Here And They’re Gay

What I really like (and by like I mean hate) about 2 Broke Girls is instead of shying away from stereotypes they build episodes around them. Since it’s a demographic yet to be mocked, this is the gay episode. This doesn’t mean the episode is filled with homosexuals – no, the episode’s single gay couple makes a brief appearance and the start and end of the episode, mostly to set-up and comment on an apartment sitting arrangement. I imagine the pitch in the writer’s room went something like this:

Michael Patrick King (showrunner): “Whom haven’t we made fun of yet?”

Writer 1: “Gays?”

Writer 2: “Oh, yeah. Gays!”

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What I Learned About Living In Williamsburg From Last Night’s 2 Broke Girls

I’ve spent years living in North Brooklyn but I really didn’t know anything about it until I was able to see how it was portrayed by 2 Broke Girls, a hackneyed, LA-filmed sitcom created by the “brain” behind Sex and the City and the “brain” behind Whitney. This column will keep track of all the knowledge dropped and questions answered, like: Why do hipsters wear knit hats? Because of Coldplay…of course (seriously, this was one of the first jokes of the series).

This week I learned…

Don’t Ever Ride the Subway, Ever

On television, the New York Subway system seems ever destined to be seen as a wasteland. A place worthy of a Hades comparison for more reasons than just that it’s also underground. 2 Broke Girls would lead its viewer to believe that the subways, regardless of the train, are filthy havens for the worst stereotypes of the types of New Yorkers who have been priced out of Manhattan and much of Western Brooklyn for at least ten years/never really existed in the first place—you know, men whose wardrobes resemble something between a pile of oily rags and Grizabella from Cats.

On 2 Broke Girls last night the subway shuffles our broke gals from wealthy, model-filled Manhattan to the drek of contemporary Williamsburg (well, a contemporary WB where The Edge is still just a punchline for a music joke and not also a gentrification one). The two try to share a sentimental moment in the wake of saving an overdosing model’s life, only to be interrupted by a stranger groping Kat Dennings cupcakes (and by cupcakes, I mean, her butt, not her actual cupcakes—this episode was lacking in cupcake porn). Our gals, and the audience, laugh it off because sexual assault is hilarious just as long as the offended party shoots a real zinger at the would be rapist. The Kat Dennings broke girl zinged that fella hard so let’s all just call it even. I don’t know about you but I’m more ready than ever for my sardine-esque, rush hour L-train commute.

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What I Learned About Living In Williamsburg From Last Night’s 2 Broke Girls

I’ve spent years living in North Brooklyn but I really didn’t know anything about it until I was able to see how it was portrayed by 2 Broke Girls, a hackneyed, LA-filmed sitcom created by the “brain” behind Sex and the City and the “brain” behind Whitney. This column will keep track of all the knowledge dropped and questions answered, like: Why do hipsters wear knit hats? Because of Coldplay…of course (seriously, this was one of the first jokes of the series).

This week I learned…

Our Neighbors Are dead, crazy, pervs, or Polish

Coming from someone who lives in Greenpoint, like the two broke gals, the most flagrant flaw in its portrayal of my neighborhood is for the first half of the season, the amount of horses outnumbered the amount of Polish people. GP is not a completely gentrified neighborhood, where its Polishness comes up sporadically or half-ironically in the form of some hip bar that only serves vodka and homemade kielbasa. Currently, there are still more places that sell a plethora of smoked meats than ones that sell, well, really anything (Side note: Buy those meats!).

The episode starts with their neighbor dying, which doesn’t really affect them in the least. So they decide to meet their across the way neighbor but he is wearing a leash, which is true to life, just ask my neighbor Leashy Joe (If you are going to ask him, bring a treat, it’s the least you can do). Undeterred, they introduce themselves to their new neighbor who is POLISH. Played by Jennifer Coolidge—who was and will always be Stifler’s Mom—she is so bizarre that it’s hard to tell if the portrayal is even racist. The show uses her funhouse-mirror sexiness to make it seem like she’s a prostitute. But, guess what. No really, guess. Yep, she isn’t a prostitute but our gals think she is. Yada yada shenanigans ensue, the blonde broke-girl thinks she has herpes, and it all ends happily ever after with them sitting in a living room porch swing (just like where I write this very sentence, happily after).

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