I’m still not sure I’d call it good, but it was a big step up from sitcoms before it. It tried pretty hard to not be sexist, and introduced some diversity that wasn’t just John Ritter pretending to be gay for lulz. It is still spectacularly unrealistic, but whatever. It’s a sitcom! It does have some genuinely funny moments.
I still periodically get “Smelly Cat” stuck in my head. Fuck, I’m guilty of making Ross-esque synthesizer music…
Very true. There are also definitely still some 1990s-era LGBTQIA+ phobic jokes which were wrong then and really stick out now, but in general I’d call the writing surprisingly decent.
As a New Yorker, though, I still couldn’t afford that apartment in a million years.
I’m still not sure I’d call it good, but it was a big step up from sitcoms before it. It tried pretty hard to not be sexist, and introduced some diversity that wasn’t just John Ritter pretending to be gay for lulz. It is still spectacularly unrealistic, but whatever. It’s a sitcom! It does have some genuinely funny moments.
I still periodically get “Smelly Cat” stuck in my head. Fuck, I’m guilty of making Ross-esque synthesizer music…
Very true. There are also definitely still some 1990s-era LGBTQIA+ phobic jokes which were wrong then and really stick out now, but in general I’d call the writing surprisingly decent.
As a New Yorker, though, I still couldn’t afford that apartment in a million years.
Neither could they, it was rent controlled due to Monica’s grandmother living there, and they illegally kept her name on the lease for the cheap rent.
And Chandler made good money, so he could afford the smaller 2 bedroom.