I wasn’t sure I liked “Girls” upon watching the first two episodes of HBO’s buzzworthy new show about four 20-something, well, girls drifting through early adulthood.
Actually, I take that back.
I didn’t like “Girls” after watching the first two episodes, finding its characters’ motivations muddied and their actions too often inconsistent with who we had been led to believe they are.
I decided I was in for one more episode, which opened with Hannah — portrayed by the show’s creator, Lena Dunham — emerging from the bathroom dressed like a goth teenager, her eyes encircled in dark eye shadow.
“How do I look?” Hannah asks.
“You look like you’re going to put a hex on some popular girls,” replies Charlie, the boyfriend of Hannah’s roommate, Marnie.
And thus began my 10-episode love affair with “Girls.”
It’s hard not to respect this show because it so often asks you to like and root for its main characters while also giving you at least a dozen reasons why you shouldn’t.
Seldom has a show been so charming yet challenging and funny yet heartfelt.
I have no idea what a second season of this show will look and feel like, but the first season, which ended Sunday, is worth a watch.