So according to the Hollywood Reporter, a Big Bang Theory producer is developing a family sitcom called Smells Like Teen Spirit, the premise of which “revolves around an 18 year-old budding entrepreneur who forgoes Harvard and instead opts to launch a multibillion-dollar internet company from his garage with the help of his sister, best friend and his 1990s indie-rock parents.” And the only thing that horrifies me more than the fact that this is happening is how predictable I find it that my aging indie rock ass is so horrified by it.
Didn’t this happen already? And it was called “I, Carly?” Oh, wait, I guess the indie rock element there was only implied.
I really feel like the nineties were last decade, not the one before it. My brain has erased my thirties.
Will Courtney Love allow it?? Also, kill me.
I find many things wrong with this news:
1 – The punny name of the show will be completely lost on its intended audience b/c they are too young
2 – The thinly veiled reliance on Mark Zuckerberg’s life needs to be called out
3 – You don’t need garages to launch anything anymore. I’m pretty sure you just need internet access and a doohickey*
*40-something speak for “the phone I only know how to use to take pictures of shoes I’m contemplating purchasing”