3/10
Squeezing 6 Episodes of Blood from a Smartless Stone
25 June 2023
The difficulty with promising to deliver 6 episodes of on-the-road content when you're contractually obligated to only show a small portion of the actual performance (later sold in podcast form at a premium) and remove all discussion of current projects in development is that you've limited yourself to the utterly inane. Inexplicably in black and white (to give the illusion of timelessness, prestige, or simply provide a more flattering lens for the aging stars), the show actually captures the repetitive tedium of a tour - a seemingly endless cycle of hotels and green rooms, ordering from menus in said rooms, eating in said rooms, driving in buses or vans, and flying in and out of airports, all while barely noticing what city you're in. Aiding in this disorientation is the lack of any on-screen text beside the initial city name. Which hotel are we in? Or are we in the green room now? Is that someone's girlfriend or an assistant? Is that a friend or a producer?

Demystifying 3 of my Hollywood favourites, we see the differing psychological effects of long careers - Hayes (who seems to have worked through his childhood abandonment and neglect in therapy) is grateful for a successful job in Will & Grace and enjoys the jobs which come his way now, despite the exhaustion of his Broadway run; Arnett (who has had extensive and public struggles with sobriety) appears to show hints of poignant reflection reminiscent of his character Bojack Horseman's later seasons while still evincing a GOB-like hyperactive need for attention and laughs; and Bateman (acting since 10 and discussing the pressures this instilled in him) seems to have a neurotic need to be in control of everything, including the optics of himself in this series. We see a single moment of vulnerability from Bateman in the series, when he's (bizarrely enough) filmed urinating - another entry in the frequently occurring "evacuation" storyline"

Is this a true depiction of male friendship? Or is the shallow level of content a result of a mutual agreement to privacy, where certain topics are ok to be jokingly poked at but we don't go any deeper? We don't even find out what Jason Bateman is reading. The cutting room floor must be filled with deeply personal insights into the men and their dynamic. Either that, or a depressingly dull realisation that, despite being entertaining when performing, they offer little in substance as friends or individuals.
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