Just as the first two seasons reached the top in dynamism and fun, this third season is disintegrating before our eyes. There seems to be a desire to transform this comedy into a tragedy, without first going through the tragicomedy. There is no more black humour, there are no more powerful phrases, and I am not only referring to the monologues that have been shortened more and more, but also to the very plot of the secondary ones. Everything is resolved with beautiful sets and eternal musical numbers. The main characters have been losing their strength and their structure to be diluted in erratic characters. I miss Mrs Maisel's fiancé and Lenny Bruce, who each in their own way gave at the end of the second season a rare and peculiar power. I miss Joel's parents as two difficult but endearing and sympathetic people and not that which they have become, I miss the safety Rose Weissman and the poise of the father. Sophie Lennon exceeds as nemesis because she is not even nemesis anymore. It would have been better to have allowed more time to make this third season before deciding that filling each and every one of the characters in each episode with problems would fill creative gaps. It's a comedy, for God's sake!
Review of Hands!
