Difficult People is a Showbiz Sitcom for the Age of Social Media

In the season premiere of Difficult People, aspiring comedian Julie Kessler (creator Julie Klausner) concludes a half-hearted hiatus from Facebook, Twitter, and reality television with a torrent of half-formed ideas: “American Horror Story: We Promise We Thought It Through This Time,” “CSI: Provincetown, and there’s, like, a ton of piss play,” “something with Annette Bening.” Meaning to impress an influential showrunner (guest star Sandra Bernhard), Julie discovers instead that she’s diminished her chances. These aren’t premises, they’re provocations—of the sort one finds in comment sections, confessional essays, and the Borowitz Report, if the Borowitz Report appeared on TMZ. “That sounds like a sketch, not a show,” Bernhard’s bigwig remarks, though of course it is a show. It’s Difficult People, a mordant portrait of modern entertainment in 140-character installments, a showbiz sitcom for the age of social media.
Nestled at the intersection of jaded Jewish comedies (Seinfeld, Curb Your Enthusiasm), backstage comedies (The Larry Sanders Show, 30 Rock), and comedies about comedians (too many to name), Difficult People is, on the face of it, so familiar it might appear uninspired. As Julie and her best friend, Billy (Billy Eichner), struggle to break into the New York scene, they’re beset by indignities large and small: bombed auditions, feckless agents, mercenary producers, SantaCon. With a supporting cast that includes James Urbaniak (as Julie’s doting boyfriend), Andrea Martin (as her overbearing mother), and the misused Gabourey Sidibe (as Billy’s one-note boss), the series still reads, at times, as a comedy uncomfortable in its own skin, poised between its rat-a-tat patter and its penchant for zanier situations—particularly in the second season, which features forays into faux charity work and the caricatured wilds of Hoboken, New Jersey.
What distinguishes Difficult People is Klausner and Eichner’s fluent, acerbic approach to the nebulous substratum of pop culture that Susan Sontag might, with a bit of prodding, call twenty-first century camp. I prefer to see it as a kissing cousin to “gay Twitter,” situated at the center of a voluminous Venn diagram that includes gossip rags, E!’s red carpet coverage, reality shows, Broadway, old Hollywood, and what Netflix categorizes as “dramas with a strong female lead.” It’s the TV equivalent of #AskTheGays, the bitingly funny torching of Donald Trump that bubbled up online after the presumptive GOP nominee described himself as a “friend” to LGBTQ Americans. Along with the classic points of reference (Judy Garland, Liza Minnelli), Difficult People draws from the margins of the media firmament, with an eye to names recognizable from the pages of US Weekly and the far reaches of cable: Chrissy Teigen, Bethenney Frankel, Giuliana Rancic, Maria Menounos. The series is the deepest of cuts from a small slice of the zeitgeist—one of my great gut laughs in recent memory came in the first season’s finale, as Julie rapped a synopsis of Capturing the Friedmans for a Park Avenue ice queen—but this precision is the key to its caustic charm. It has the feeling of a time capsule in the process of being assembled: If I watch this again in five years, or ten, will it all be Greek to me?