I see people saying the show is racist, sexist, violent, etc. and that's why they don't like it. It's okay but the truth is the truth and you can't do anything with that. First, the series pictures the 70's. Forty years ago the world definitely was more racist, sexist, violent, etc. than modern world. Did the authors had to lie to please you? Why they should criticize anything? Everyone must have his own head and decide what is good and what is bad. Or may be someone has to chew and put result in your mouth? Pity if it's like that. And despite these 40 years it's better to take off your pink glasses and look at the world around you. It is still almost the same just covered with hypocritical masks and smiles. 70's were more honest anyway. Of course it's not the best. I can't compare it to other shows as I almost don't watch them. But still it shows us life as is. Part of the life at least.
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Why there's no season 2?
pablovete12 January 2020
Warning: Spoilers
The first episode was just like comin back to those days when somebody Lend u a vinyl and the sound crippple inside your head but with images too
The second one goes really good... I see there' s no more season and most of comments are negatives.:. Maybe too many jefferson airplane's fans out there
Vinyl: Kind of Plastic
mekjd25 February 2016
Warning: Spoilers
One might hope for an epic experience with all of the big names involved in this tale of seventies excess, and with the unrelenting hyping of the show by HBO. The product is not proportionate to the talent involved or the time spent touting it.
We come to know our Mr. Finestra (please, do not let him be defenestrated...) as he makes his way through murder and mayhem and life hitting him over the head with his true calling, a passion for rock and roll. Yes, the hitting over the head is an actual plot device: a building falls on him. This does not slow his roll at all: he emerges to alienate just about everyone, including his loving wife, who, following her errant spouse's home-wrecking bender, has passed the day at a family restaurant, mooning over pancakes with her children before driving off without them with a fantasized Karen Carpenter riding shotgun. (Mom's starving, too: we get it. Unlike the protagonist, we, the audience, do not need to be whacked over the head).
Disjointed, clichéd, over the top, all of it. When Scorcese is good, he is very, very good, but when he is bad, it is excruciating. It may make the show more palatable to consider it to be self-parody. Mountains of malice. Lowlands of lust. Eyefuls of greed. Prisons of guilt. And, of course, violence. These fugue-like repetitions have worked thus far for Scorcese: violence, sex, guilt, or sex, guilt, violence, etc. But how many times can the seventies be reworked? Enough already!
This show can only get better.
We come to know our Mr. Finestra (please, do not let him be defenestrated...) as he makes his way through murder and mayhem and life hitting him over the head with his true calling, a passion for rock and roll. Yes, the hitting over the head is an actual plot device: a building falls on him. This does not slow his roll at all: he emerges to alienate just about everyone, including his loving wife, who, following her errant spouse's home-wrecking bender, has passed the day at a family restaurant, mooning over pancakes with her children before driving off without them with a fantasized Karen Carpenter riding shotgun. (Mom's starving, too: we get it. Unlike the protagonist, we, the audience, do not need to be whacked over the head).
Disjointed, clichéd, over the top, all of it. When Scorcese is good, he is very, very good, but when he is bad, it is excruciating. It may make the show more palatable to consider it to be self-parody. Mountains of malice. Lowlands of lust. Eyefuls of greed. Prisons of guilt. And, of course, violence. These fugue-like repetitions have worked thus far for Scorcese: violence, sex, guilt, or sex, guilt, violence, etc. But how many times can the seventies be reworked? Enough already!
This show can only get better.
bummer...this show is racist and sexist af.
ythomasmore23 February 2016
Warning: Spoilers
Here's the thing that I found to be a great aspect of Boardwalk-- Terrence Winter had a way of making these unlikeable horrible people fascinating to watch, and what's more is that he would make the people who are affected by their egregious existences complex characters which made the world of the show more objective in our viewing of a specific time where people do and say awful things. Always being observed at a distance and not being glorified.
The thing is, so far, Vinyl doesn't give antidote to the racist and sexist bullsh*t that these characters do. In fact, it's just glorifying all of it.
For example, that scene when Scott Levitt's character wants to recall the name of the black man in that one movie, so he asks the young black assistant girl as if she should know. It could have gotten away as observation of the times and mindset of white America in the 70's, but instead ends on a really horrible f*cking shrug joke like, "What?? shouldn't she know though?? I mean she's black! And I'm just like a silly white guyyyy!" --That my friends was an example of the creators of the show accidentally promoting white supremacy by shrugging off a solid point in the form of a joke. A joke that wasn't intended to be critiqued by the viewer, but to be laughed at. Get real.
Here's something I fear of seeing, that Richie is going to become Lester Grime's "White savior" and raise his new "outsider" Hip Hop music scene into the spotlight thereby saving himself and help the poor black community. Um, Yeah f*ck you if that's what happens. All of you heard it here first, if it does.
Then, moving on to the sexism. Yeah, duh there's gonna be sexist bits in a series about rock n' roll, but Olivia Wilde's character is sooo shallowly written. There's no depth like there was with Margaret Shroeder. No antidote. She's THE lead woman of the show and all she needs is a flirtatious conversation and then to be choked and dominated by a stranger to be f*cked in a bathroom and spend the rest of her young adult life with this guy. None of these flashbacks give her any real depth. It's pretty lame that the writing is like this. Maybe it was the directing though. Who knows where it went wrong.
If ep 3 is the same, then this whole series is a flop.
***Fart sound*** Sorry guys
The thing is, so far, Vinyl doesn't give antidote to the racist and sexist bullsh*t that these characters do. In fact, it's just glorifying all of it.
For example, that scene when Scott Levitt's character wants to recall the name of the black man in that one movie, so he asks the young black assistant girl as if she should know. It could have gotten away as observation of the times and mindset of white America in the 70's, but instead ends on a really horrible f*cking shrug joke like, "What?? shouldn't she know though?? I mean she's black! And I'm just like a silly white guyyyy!" --That my friends was an example of the creators of the show accidentally promoting white supremacy by shrugging off a solid point in the form of a joke. A joke that wasn't intended to be critiqued by the viewer, but to be laughed at. Get real.
Here's something I fear of seeing, that Richie is going to become Lester Grime's "White savior" and raise his new "outsider" Hip Hop music scene into the spotlight thereby saving himself and help the poor black community. Um, Yeah f*ck you if that's what happens. All of you heard it here first, if it does.
Then, moving on to the sexism. Yeah, duh there's gonna be sexist bits in a series about rock n' roll, but Olivia Wilde's character is sooo shallowly written. There's no depth like there was with Margaret Shroeder. No antidote. She's THE lead woman of the show and all she needs is a flirtatious conversation and then to be choked and dominated by a stranger to be f*cked in a bathroom and spend the rest of her young adult life with this guy. None of these flashbacks give her any real depth. It's pretty lame that the writing is like this. Maybe it was the directing though. Who knows where it went wrong.
If ep 3 is the same, then this whole series is a flop.
***Fart sound*** Sorry guys
Yesterday Once More
Prismark1031 December 2016
So Richie Finestra watches the New York Dolls, has a building fall on him and has a revelation. He has seen the future of rock n roll and his name is not Bruce Springsteen.
All of a sudden the deal with the Germans is off, the Nazis can get lost, all that was left to do was a funny walk Basil Fawlty style.
Richie has told his guys to go out and look for the next big underground acts because Finestra knows what to do with talent as we saw in the last episode like Lester Grimes. You know the black guy who loves to sing the blues, Finestra got him to sing bubblegum pop for years and then sold his contract to some gangster who beat Grimes up and damaged his windpipes.
Jamie meanwhile wants to deal with Kip Stevens band but Finestra knows this is no job for a woman especially someone who is tone deaf but agrees she can help out one of his lackeys who will produce them. Said lackey is rude to Jamie because she is a woman and this is the 1970s. However he knows enough about music to know that someone cannot sing and play.
Now Martin Scorsese has left after directing the pilot, it is plain to see that this is badly written and disjointed drivel.
All of a sudden the deal with the Germans is off, the Nazis can get lost, all that was left to do was a funny walk Basil Fawlty style.
Richie has told his guys to go out and look for the next big underground acts because Finestra knows what to do with talent as we saw in the last episode like Lester Grimes. You know the black guy who loves to sing the blues, Finestra got him to sing bubblegum pop for years and then sold his contract to some gangster who beat Grimes up and damaged his windpipes.
Jamie meanwhile wants to deal with Kip Stevens band but Finestra knows this is no job for a woman especially someone who is tone deaf but agrees she can help out one of his lackeys who will produce them. Said lackey is rude to Jamie because she is a woman and this is the 1970s. However he knows enough about music to know that someone cannot sing and play.
Now Martin Scorsese has left after directing the pilot, it is plain to see that this is badly written and disjointed drivel.
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