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In stark contrast to most HBO Sunday night shows ("Sopranos," "Six Feet Under," "Deadwood," all of which usually leave me feeling devastated and so much the better for it) this is bummer-free TV. The characters don't have to work, don't have to worry about money, have infinite free time and access to women and celebrity recreational misadventures. Even in celebrity those rare moments when they have an actual problem it's never really a pressing problem ("Eric, which movie should I do???"). And each episode seems to end with the main characters sharing a drink celebrity while watching the sun set from some beautiful vista. And you know what? Why not? The show ain't exactly Tolstoy but it's a lot of shiny, colorful fun -- smart dialogue, sharp "inside baseball" industry jokes, attractive ladies, cool toys and an eclectic mix of hip-hop and classic rock. It's like HBO fused the Y chromosome of "Larry Sanders" with the X chromosome of "Sex and the City" and came up with a precocious but charming little tyke.
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