When the pandemic first revved up back in 1874 (or whenever it was) and we all had to sit in our houses and stare malevolently at the people we had unwisely decided to get locked down with, the person in my life I was jealous of the most was the one who told me that she had never seen any episodes of The Marvelous Mrs Maisel and that’s how she was going to pass the time until it was safe to go do stuff again: binge the whole thing.
I couldn’t get over how lucky she was, that she had three whole seasons of Mrs Maisel to luxuriate in and then ta-da, this thing would be over and she could hit the virus-free streets expressing herself with all the new capes and pillbox hats she’d been inspired to purchase via Etsy.
Well. It didn’t quite work out that way, and I regret to inform you that while she did inhale every glorious episode of TMM, she followed it up with Tiger King, which of course wiped her brain pan clean. Doesn’t that seem like forever ago, Tiger King? Can you believe that the last time Mrs Maisel had a new episode, we were all frolicking and gamboling about, insouciantly displaying the lower halves of our faces willy-nilly to the entire world?
Anyway, things have changed, sigh. But I was thrilled to tell my friend that Mrs Maisel is back with Season Four—two episodes every Friday on Amazon Prime. I mean … she has to start at the beginning again of course, because, uh, see the Tiger King thing I just said.
I’m excited about this new season because I thiiiiink the show has figured out that Midge isn’t quite the hero of the story—I think it’s really Susie—and I like that the latter part of Season Three really leaned into making Midge borderline unlikeable. I’m hoping the show has the nerve and will to follow through on that—but even if it doesn’t, it’s still a tremendous pleasure to watch, and there ain’t much else like it on television right now.