One thing I respect in this new SJP season is the focus on bad dates.
This was a source of delight back in the late nineties. Who could forget when Carrie lightly mocked Berger's use of the term "scrunchie," in a novel, and the mockery led to an apocalyptic kiss-off? Who could forget Stanford billing himself as an "Ed Harris type" on OKCupid? (The prospective date takes a look and keeps on walking.)
Now we have Seema magnanimously embracing the idea of a "penis pump," only to discover that her date won't tolerate the presence of a vibrator. (This seems true to life.) I also enjoyed Mariska Hargitay's spouse--trying to paper over signs that he is in a codependent relationship with his "app-making" colleague. Finally, it's always a good idea to recruit Miriam Shor, and I admired her work as an apparently sexy Jane Austen scholar who can't be bothered to wash her flannel sheets.
These little stories feel like "SVU procedurals"; the writers handle the date scenes very well.
On the other hand, occasional errors are strange. Would Mr. Hargitay make absolutely no effort to swerve (even though ...yes... he is in the bike lane)? If V Day is such a big deal in New York, why is Carrie able to find a basically empty (though ostensibly fancy) restaurant?
I'm still watching.
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