Ilana Glazer gets a Critic’s Choice nomination for Broad City while Abbi Jacobson does not.

Bustle’s Anneliese Cooper tries to make sense of it:

"Perhaps this skew is due to the fact that, on the show, Jacobson plays the proverbial straight man, a role traditionally given less comedic credit for an often tougher gig. As the fast-talking, crop-top-sporting wild child of the duo, Glazer is usually afforded the more quotable lines and goofier scenarios (and slays them, of course) — see: her grooving freehand in the back of an in-motion U-Haul, while Abbi stays bungee-corded, Odysseus-style, to the side. 

And still, Jacobson deserves some serious props for her character, if not more, says I. Because while Ilana is who we hope we might be on our most adventurous (or, um, otherwise medicated) days, Abbi is who we probably are today, or were last week when we wore our bathing suit as underwear and walked 30 blocks rather than shell out for the subway. (Or was that just me? Anyone?)”

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30 Rock as a drama


30 Rock as a drama

Every morning I bring you a cup of coffee, just so I can see a smile on your face…

If what the two of you have isn’t real, I don’t know what is. That is love, my friend.


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Step 1, discredit the witnesses.
Step 2, introduce a new suspect.
Step 3, we bury the evidence.
We throw so much information at the jury that they walk into the deliberation room with one overwhelming feeling…doubt. That’s how you get away with murder.

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