“I think I may be the voice of my generation.” So says Lena Dunham in the role of her alter ego, Hannah Horvath, in the first episode of , the HBO series she has been writing and starring in since 2012.
The scene is classic Dunham, if we can use “classic” to describe a phenomenon of such recent vintage.
That the shopping in question happens in thrift stores rather than at Bergdorf’s, and that she attempts to distill some sort of poetic meaning out of the ironic display of the detritus of the lives of others, serves only to underline the banality of her pursuits and the vanity with which she conducts them.
She cannot be just another rich girl who whiles away the time shopping — her shopping must have cultural significance.
Writers naturally indulge their own autobiographical and social fantasies, from represents a phenomenon distinctly of our time: the fantasy not worth having.But she cannot say that herself — not with a straight face, not in Brooklyn.Instead, the line is assigned to her alter ego, who is at the time of the utterance high as a Georgia pine on opium tea and trying to convince her parents to keep supporting her financially.If you come into contact with a predator, stay safe, stay calm, and get help. Here is a list of things in Lena Dunham’s life that do not strike Lena Dunham as being unusual: growing up in a .25 million Tribeca apartment; attending a selection of elite private schools; renting a home in Hollywood Hills well before having anything quite resembling a job and complaining that the home is insufficiently “chic”; the habitual education of the men in her family at Andover; the services of a string of foreign nannies; being referred to a when she refused to do her homework and being referred to a relationship therapist when she fought with her mother; constant visits to homeopathic doctors, and visits to child psychologists three times a week; having a summer home on a lake in Connecticut, and complaining about it; writing a “voice of her generation” memoir in which ordinary life events among members of her generation, such as making student-loan payments or worrying about the rent or health insurance, never come up; making casual trips to Malibu; her grandparents’ having taken seven-week trips to Europe during her mother’s childhood; spending a summer at a camp at which the costs can total almost as much as the median American family’s annual rent; being histrionically miserable at said camp and demanding to be brought home early; demanding to be sent back to the same expensive camp the next year.