Master of None – saver of sanity

Master of None saves my sanity a bit at a time. When Dev Shah says “allora” and goes on a bad date – yup, that’s brain cells rescued from the awesome vortex of series television. And I’m not a millennial or even a hipster. But Dev’s funny – and sort of fluffy, like a piece of candy floss floating around in a funfair of frenzy whipped into being by the likes of Stranger Things, Game of Thrones, American Horror Story and other brain-straining emotional terrors. This bit of candy floss offers respite; reminding me that it’s OK…even though the Demogorgon is coming back to Hawkins, Viserion is dead and that clownish cults are prepping to take over the world.

So. Dev’s a regular, 30-year-old dude, living in NY City; hanging with his pals, looking for love and figuring out what he wants to do with his life (be an actor or make pasta, perhaps both). And pretty much, he’s average at all of it but he’s nice. Very nice. Too nice, even; it seems like Dev’s niceness is victim to life, which happens all around him and he sort of ends up as collateral damage – like falling for the Italian girl with a fiancé and going into business with a perv who gropes women. It’s a sort of win some, lose some scenario – and Dev’s never at fault.

Some might see this as a writing flaw. But if you agree with comedian (and self-proclaimed squirrel loving enthusiast – in case you doubted his credibility) Joseph Scrimshaw who tweeted: “Millennials never take responsibility for anything. – The generation that created and enjoyed a song called We Didn’t Start The Fire” then Master of None becomes none other than super suave satire.

Dev would rather have a job that he is passionate about than a high earning career that he cares nothing for – as would 76 per cent of millennials, according to a recent survey by YPulse. His friends reflect the multicultural, sexual fluidity of modern society. He spends his time traversing cool restaurants, online dating sites and cultural landmarks. He likes art and music and lives in a stylish apartment – even though he’s a ‘struggling artist’. (He may as well live in Shoreditch.) It’s good to Dev, right? It is. But it’s also not – because he is…aimless. He loiters. Lolling around trying to find some sort of purpose – an ironic dig at millennials? Of course.

Sure, not every episode is hilarious or brilliant but the ones that are, really are. Check out Master of None, saver of sanity, on Netflix.