BoJack Horseman (Netflix) is such an unusual show that it’s hard to know how to recommend it without sounding as if I’ve taken leave of my senses.
It’s an animated comedy about a half-man, half-horse who played the lead in a terrible sitcom called Horsin’ Around. He’s got a drink problem and isn’t very nice. A typical BoJack line: “Being a movie star is the hardest job and we get no recognition.” This is meant unironically.
Why does a show about a self-loathing narcissist work? Partly because of its trans-humanist setting – I couldn’t get enough of a manimal LA in which cats have scratching posts as office toys and Vanity Fair is called Manatee Fair and is run by actual Manatees. But also because BoJack is one of the greatest explorations of depression ever filmed, or animated or whatever.
