It’s a show about a rapper named Dave Burd, who goes by Lil Dicky and rhymes about his unusual private parts.
To clarify: I live in a bubble of upper-millennial diaper-wipers who left youth culture behind when the word “influencer” happened.
The label has him stashed in a fancy Hills house: Pool with a view, living space for his manager Mike , nothing to distract him from finishing his first album.
Dave, GaTa, and Mike start the season in Korea, where their attempt to cash in on the global K-pop craze spirals into some kind of international incident.
Dave now takes place in an alternate universe where 2021 has no coronavirus but, per Dave, “We’re in a f—ing race war back home.” Now, every artist has to absorb this past year in their own way.
One new episode introduces a pair of online pranksters, two blond brother horrors who look one accusation away from a boxing career.
“This is exactly why, even when I loved you, I did not like you.” It’s a brutal line, and I wish I could explain why Dave is holding a gigantic check when she says that, but it’s a long story.
A couple of famous people really do feel extraneous, like the show’s working too hard to boost its own follower count .
I can’t remember the last time a performer did so much work as both comic relief and dramatic relief, veering bleak moments into hilarity even as he turns jokey banter into emotional tailspins.