Posts tagged Zooey Deschanel
This literally made me bark laugh.
Seriously one of the better SNL episodes in a long time. And this Being Quirky skit was fabulous. Abby Elliott playing Zooey Deschanel, Zooey Deschanel playing Mary-Kate Olsen, the underrated Taran Killam nailing it as Michael Cera and Kristin Wiig knocking a Björk impression out of the park.
This is just an excuse for me to discuss New Girl.
Usually, I wait for an entire season of a sitcom to conclude whether or not I’ll watch a second season. Not because I’m waiting for the other shoe to fall, but more so because a full season gives you the ups and the downs of the writing style, chemistry between actors and, most importantly, consistency of jokes/plotlines.
But New Girl is different. I don’t need a full season to know that I’ll be tuning in next year.
After nine episodes, I have really come to respect this little sitcom. It has the quick wit and charm of Arrested Development, the on-screen chemistry of Friends in its heyday, the subtle heart of Modern Family and the best storytelling prowess of anything this side of cable TV. As far as network TV sitcoms go, New Girl is easily in the top five; for a rookie show, that’s no small feat.
All of these raves and hearty comparisons wouldn’t be possible without three women: Zooey Deschanel, Jessica Munks and Elizabeth Meriweather.
Let’s start with the obvious: Zooey and her doe-like eyes. And her ridiculously long hair. And the quirky clothes that wardrobe gives her to wear. And that little warble she speaks and sings with. All of it. It’s a package, and FOX bought into it. Rightfully so, too. Zooey, whether or not we want to admit it to ourselves, has serious marketability for men and women. There’s no (relevant) demographic to which she’s irrelevant, and the stars that can say that about themselves are the ones that end up on the year-end power lists.
I’d also like to give some credit to Jessica Munks because, in her casting choices, she’s created some dynamite chemistry. The guys — Schmidt, Nick and Winston, played, respectively, by Max Greenfield, Jake Johnson and Lamorne Morris — mesh together like a group of friends that have been connected at the un-hip for a decade. Throw in Zooey and a scene-stealing Hannah Simone and you’ve got this magical collective, equal parts funny, awkward and tweeny chic. I didn’t love the Justin Long arc, but I saw his place in the group, and that’s what counts. Munks hasn’t failed yet, and her work is one of the show’s main keys to success.
Lastly, New Girl wouldn’t be the show it is, quite literally, without creator Elizabeth Meriweather. After a writing stint on Children’s Hospital, she got her first taste of Hollywood success with the No Strings Attached script, which I heard wasn’t nearly as bad as the actors that made it come to life. In New Girl, she has a vehicle for success that’s infinitely more charming and original than anything Whitney Cummings is vomiting at us on NBC and CBS and, surprise, it’s doing better in the ratings. Why? Because Meriweather’s protagonist isn’t some acerbic bimbo spouting off cheesy, dated observations about sex and the balancing act of couplehood. Instead, she gives us a version of what we’ve all been from time to time — slightly awkward, uncertain for the future and dying to have a good time with new people.
If you’re not already watching New Girl, you’ve been spending your Tuesday nights the wrong way. You owe all us fans a dollar: