Is it cake.
sure why not
I hope the last-fall-ness of this release is offset by its core-deep sweetness. In the “Watching Cartoons” video, the babes of La Luz are all really excited to Saturday morning it up on their new TV until they realize it’s HAUNTED, oh no! They have to fix it, of course, knocking out the demons on a cutesy superhero mission. How will it end? Watch and see.
If ever there was going to be a time to watch “Is It Cake,” it should have been during the light hangover I had last weekend. But you know what? Even in a total haze, I made it through about three minutes. The show’s utter idleness has been ricocheting through my mind since then, and I was ready to let it fade until I found validation in Kyle Chayka’s New Yorker piece that confirms: it is bad. Trompe l’oeil cakes really are better as tweets, it turns out (which also cost many millions less to produce), but that isn’t stopping Netflix. They seem to have a bottomless budget for extrapolating Things People Like, and now here we are with a show where bakers guess whether something is cake or just a regular item, and then they… bake a cake that looks like a regular item? It’s a premise involving zero drama, except for the obvious questions raised about the host Mikey Day’s career. (Don’t know him? Yes, you do, he’s the person you see least frequently on SNL.) ““Is It Cake?” is the rare example of an entire show reverse engineered from a single piece of digital content,” Kyle writes. Gotta say, Zola was better.
If you want some real drama, watch this cell phone footage of the San Francisco police trying to pull over an autonomous car. Said car, again driven by technology, visibly doesn’t worry too much about the cops as it takes its time identifying “the nearest safe location” to stop. (Really wearing at that police patience, yeek.) As soon as everybody gets situated, one cop leans into the window to show the driver who’s boss and, PSYCH, the boss is a team of people in an office somewhere who’ve programmed the car to go about its deeply impersonal business. What ensues is an embarrassing amount of time in which the cops hover, emasculated, around the robot car, as the good citizens of San Francisco laugh uproariously in the background. “Oh my god, I have to watch this,” says one bystander. Netflix take note.
For anyone longing for the human touch, I’ve got a solution for you: Send a postcard! Friend of the newsletter Brett, otherwise known as The Postcard Maven, collects rad cards from all around (Arches! Okra! A glowing glass house!) so you can just clicky-clicky and have a really lovely thing to send to someone in your life. But her postcard subscriptions might be the even better gift. Sign someone up and they’ll get a cute monthly batch with postage included, so they too can be the kind of person who sends physical mail. What a friend you are — get into those postcards here.
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