Shrill Season 2 Gets to the Mother of All Food Stigmas
The second season of the Hulu series has Aidy Bryant’s heroine not giving a damn what people say to her—well, everyone but her mother.
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The first season of Hulu’s dramedy Shrill was a cheery primal scream of body positivity for those in the fat* community and others who have felt bullied because of their appearance, particularly their weight. Aidy Bryant’s heroine, Annie, finds her voice as a writer, feels accepted at a pool party full of similarly shaped women, gets the doofus paramour who was previously ashamed of her to treat her with respect, tells off her boss who publicly fat-shames her, and (eventually) confronts the stranger who has been trolling her online—an event that culminated in her (legally unwise, but probably still therapeutic) decision to bludgeon his car with his own flower pots after she tracks him down to his house and he makes a pass at her.
Note: *Although there is stigma behind the word fat and who is allowed to use it, we are choosing to use it here as that is the word the writers of Shrill use in the series.
The second season, which premiered January 24 on the streaming channel, finds Annie’s story and world broadening. Her writing takes on other issues—like the contradictory world of women’s empowerment seminars that cost a fortune and also sell products aimed at fixing the flaws you didn’t even know you had—along with a confidence to explore career mobility. Better dating options also present themselves.
When Annie’s weight is brought up in the second season of Shrill, it is usually in a matter-of-fact, passing manner, like an experience of “chub rub,” or thigh chafing, while covering the aforementioned seminar (as someone who has never had a thigh gap, I relate). When it’s more pointed, though, the show mostly goes right to the source of her feelings of inadequacy: her mother.
An embodiment of the therapists’ favorite saying “if it’s not one thing, it’s a mother,” Julia Sweeney’s depiction of Annie’s mom, Vera, is well-meaning if controlling. She’s a boomer looking for purpose now that she’s an empty nester who is also coming to terms with her own life regrets (this season, she takes a brief detour from the show’s setting of Portland, Oregon to Vancouver, BC to investigate memories of her misspent youth. She comes away with a hat).
Vera also cannot help herself from needling Annie about any caloric intake that might be deemed excess. Bread as part of the meal at the restaurant when she meets Annie’s boyfriend? The waiter might as well have offered her a bomb. A reminder that she used to monitor her daughter’s chocolate chip intake? Defensiveness that this was all meant to help her with math homework. A bitterness that Annie had previously referenced all of these lingering issues in a personal essay? Still very much harbored.
None of this necessarily makes Vera a bad parent or suggests that she and Annie cannot get along (Vera is willing to let her kid borrow some dope earrings to wear to a colleague’s ‘70s-themed birthday party at the roller rink).
But it’s also extremely familiar to myself and so many others, regardless of our body shapes. In a childhood memory solidified in my brain, my mother pulls me aside on the playground to point at another, chubbier, little girl happily playing nearby. She offers a cautionary tale that this is my future if I keep eating ice cream. As an already poorly dressed, crooked-teethed kid who was mocked daily for my unattractiveness, this warning came with a layering message that fat equals ugly; fat means you’re unpopular; fat means you will not find love.