Hulu’s PEN15 Captures Middle School’s Disgusting, Giddy Glory—With a TwistPhoto: Alex Lombardi/Hulu TV Reviews PEN15
We’ve all gotten it. The kindly exhortation from a teacher, a mentor, a parent who was tickled by our nascent attempts to express ourselves on the page. “Write what you know.” Indeed, in an angry, stay-in-your-lane age, autobiography can seem like the only safe terrain (other than adaptations of stories that have already been adapted more than three times). Writing what we know is a great way to build confidence, a feeling of authority—a voice. But is that enough? How do you know whether you know enough to create a given thing? Everyone has a voice; everyone’s voice is unique. But I’m thinking perhaps the less mature and experienced your voice is, the more you stand to profit from getting outside—well outside—your immediate personal experience. Maybe that’s why there are many impressive child actors and very few impressive child novelists, I don’t know. (Hey, check it: I’m writing what I don’t know!)
Two young women make a comedy about middle school. It’s based on their own experiences, and they name the characters eponymously: Maya (Maya Erskine) and Anna (Anna Konkle). Then they make a really interesting choice, casting their 30-ish selves as the 13-year-old principal characters, and surround themselves with a supporting cast of actual middle schoolers. The result is so excruciatingly awkward it probably out-awkwards actual middle school, which is no small feat. Erskine and Konkle absolutely hurl themselves into the roles, sparing nothing in their quest to anatomize seventh grade in all its disgusting, giddy glory. They’re hilarious, and there are moments when you entirely forget they’re adults. And then there are moments when that fact sticks out like a sore thumb and those moments are possibly the best, because they evoke the competing impulses of the age—to race into adulthood and to go back to the safety of childhood—with a kind of zany, surreal brilliance. These are young people for whom every single minute seems momentous and defining, and who cannot realize that nothing momentous and defining has yet happened to them. (Actually, I’m pretty sure they grow up into Lennon Parham and Jessica St. Clair’s characters in Playing House: intelligent, lovable, warm-hearted, embarrassing, and a teensy bit tame.)
It’s all deft and funny and occasionally touching. But one gets the sense pretty quickly that these are two gifted performers who haven’t yet experienced enough of their own lives to have a season’s worth of stuff to say. PEN15 rolls out like a sketch show, flying from one awkward, funny little moment to the next, until it dawns on you that there’s a certain dearth of “so what” to it. And in those moments you’ll notice how much Erskine leans on her ability to produce the world’s most horrible whiny-brat voice, which is only slightly more than Konkle’s doing with her high-mileage braces-baring mega-grin. You’ll question the choice to set this comedy in the year 2000, when the creators were actual middle schoolers, and you’ll wonder if they didn’t feel like they could muster the authority to write about people who are 13 right now. You’ll have an uncharitable thought or two. “These people don’t really have much to say” will be the theme. Then Erskine will put her considerable physical comedy chops to work or Konkle will do an extra-good job of cutting through the pall of gum-smacking deadpan to do something dazzlingly emotionally honest—calling her best friend out on being self-centered, say, or being in pain on her behalf over an insult—and you’ll start paying attention again. But those uncharitable thoughts accumulate. Maybe Erskine and Konkle don’t want to dive deeper or sustain an arc; maybe they don’t yet know how. In the end, it doesn’t matter which it is. PEN15 is made and performed by talented people, and talent isn’t the whole story.
It’s impossible not to compare PEN15 to Netflix’s Sex Education, which is of course set in high school—for most of us a quantum sophistication leap from seventh grade, but still plenty inexperienced and awkward. I get that Sex Education isn’t the series these women wanted to make, but what would’ve happened if they’d tried? Would they have transcended the performative and reached something bigger than themselves? Middle school is a notoriously self-centered phase of development, so in one sense their need to dwell on the minutiae of their own selves is apt. But when you compare the dramatic potential of that choice to the more expansive, inclusive, bigger-thinking writing that went into Sex Education, it’s hard not to notice the comparative lack of wisdom in PEN15. Both are shows about sexual awakening, growing up, and the terrible awkwardness of adolescence. One uses those things as the vehicle for the drama and the comedy; the other thinks those are the drama and the comedy.
There’s plenty of comedy (and considerable drama) inherent in being in the middle of puberty. There just is. And you can craft a million moments based on periods or parties or not getting invited or being driven temporarily insane by your own genitals or your parents sniping at each other about drinking or that time when the popular girls did something racist. There’s something poignant about this moment in the life of a girl—they still want to play with dolls but suddenly the dolls are demanding a paternity test and acting like they might have a secret opioid addiction. The child world has begun to chafe; the adult world is way too scary. And it kind of seems as though Erskine and Konkle are at an analogous point in their writing careers. They caper though the episodes like two kids who’ve grown up being told they’re so funny they should be on TV. And they are funny. Truly. But there’s also a reason most people aren’t publishing their memoirs at 30. I mean, some people have lived lifetimes in that amount of time. But I don’t get the sense that these women have.
In the empire of the autobiography, no one else can tell you what to do. You are an unimpeachable authority on your own experience. But when you choose to create a work of fiction based on that experience, you have to be prepared to ask yourself why your story needs to be told.
PEN15 premieres Friday, Feb. 8 on Hulu.
Amy Glynn is a poet, essayist and fiction writer who really likes that you can multi-task by reviewing television and glasses of Cabernet simultaneously. She lives in the San Francisco Bay Area.