Today was an exceptionally important and also incredibly long day at work. So now I’m lounging around, marvelling at just how incredibly 80s Seinfeld was.
This is 1989! Friends, not known for its dark humour, was only five years later, all leather bound sofas and muted waiter uniforms. Was this just how sitcoms were supposed to look? Was the material so cynical they tried to hide it in bright colours?
Anyway, upshot of it is, there’s way too much fast talking in Seinfeld for my tired brain, so I’m watching Homeland instead.