So I just read here that Girls is drawing its biggest ratings among middle-aged men. This surprises me about zero per cent. Because it reminds me of how many men over 40 I know who really, deeply connected to Lost in Translation when it was released. The allure of the young, clever, beautiful woman still unsure of her place in the world, looking to the wise, flawed-but-great man she’d grown to adore for guidance is what that was all about, I’m pretty sure.
Don’t get me wrong; I liked Lost in Translation a lot. But it inspired some crazyass projection. The same kind that’s possibly explaining why Girls—which I love—is so popular with the fellas. For a certain kind of guy, the notion of a very young, intelligent woman who hasn’t quite found her footing in the world yet can be quite attractive. She can be his equal, but never his peer.