[s3e2] The - Bojack Horseman Show

Princess Carolyn checks her Blackberry. "The reviews are in, BoJack. One critic called it 'the end of television.' Another just posted a picture of a dumpster fire."

Enter the network executives. They hate the mirror. They hate the silence. They want "attitude." They want "edge" that appeals to teenagers who buy sugar-frosted cereal. Under pressure, the show begins a slow, agonizing transformation. The black-and-white film is replaced with neon lights. The existential dread is swapped for a catchphrase: "Wassup, bitches!" [S3E2] The BoJack Horseman Show

The year is 2007, and BoJack Horseman is standing in a room full of people who are paid to tell him he’s a genius. This is the birth of The BoJack Horseman Show . Princess Carolyn checks her Blackberry

As the credits roll to the sound of a synthesized fart, the room is deafeningly quiet. They hate the mirror

"So..." BoJack says, his voice cracking. "We're thinking Season 2 is where it really finds its feet, right?"

Fresh off the legacy of Horsin' Around , BoJack is desperate to be seen as a "serious artist." He has teamed up with Cuddlywhiskers, a Harvard-educated neurotic, to create something edgy, avant-garde, and profoundly depressing. The original pilot is a black-and-white existential nightmare where BoJack stares into a mirror for twenty minutes.

"It’s about the emptiness of fame, Princess Carolyn!" BoJack shouts, nursing a scotch. "It’s high art!"