Jared Leto and Anne Hathaway Have Inspired Me to Scam

Everything we can’t stop loving, hating, and thinking about this week in pop culture. [Manage newsletters]( [View in browser]( [Image] with Kevin Fallon Everything we can’t stop loving, hating, and thinking about this week in pop culture. This week: - WeCrashed, the 497th tech scam show this month. - An absolutely perfect show we have discovered. No notes. - An absolutely perfect show that was canceled. Many notes. - Lady Gaga wins an award, and it is perfect. - Gabrielle Union speaks against Disney, and is perfect. It Is Time to Do a Scam My whole adult life, I have worked, like a schmuck. Never once did it cross my mind to do a little hustle. Run a little scam. Pull off a little con, channel my inner girlboss, lie to investors, or even bother to figure out what, technically, investors are or how they work. I did my little job for my little bit of money to pay for my little things, like a damn loser. At least that’s how I’m starting to feel in the wake of a horrific bullying campaign waged by Hollywood. Series after series—[nearly a half-dozen in the last month](—have premiered dramatizing with breathless awe the stories of [visionary millionaires and billionaires]( who are mythologized for their big dreams and the financial windfall they made a reality. Sure, they were, overwhelmingly, controversial crooks and frauds in the end. But for a while, they were also, and some still are, filthy rich. Titans of industry. Heroes. Messiahs, even. Some of these people are facing prison time and copious lawsuits. But most of them are just living their lives, rich as all hell, despite getting caught fooling us all. I think at one point we might have thought of this glut of programming as cautionary tales, yet the more of them I see, the more I’m convinced that they’re aspirational. Become obscenely wealthy by making it all up as you go? Sounds a little stressful, but fun! I wanna do some swindles. The latest entry in this canon is WeCrashed, the new Apple TV+ series about [WeWork founder Adam Neumann](, his wife Rebekah Neumann, née Paltrow (cousin of [Queen GOOP](), and the [spectacular rise and fall]( of the shared workspace corporation, for which the journey from a $47 billion valuation to near-bankruptcy was so rapid and shocking it’s as if someone had slingshot the company directly into the sun. It’s one of those truth-is-stranger-than-fiction, can’t-make-this-shit-up stories that is so outrageous and unique that it makes perfect sense why someone would want to make a splashy TV show about it. Except for the fact that our society is such that it isn’t outrageous or unique at all, to the point that there are so many TV series coming out about similar stories that the reaction to them, at this point, is exhausted apathy instead of the intrigue you’d expect. The story of Anna Delvey, the fake German heiress, was so mind-boggling that none other Shonda Rhimes tried her hand at adapting it [for Netflix with Inventing Anna](. The dramatic explosion of Elizabeth Holmes’ Silicon Valley stardom, detonated by scandal and fraud, is so juicy that there are plans to follow up [Hulu’s recent The Dropout]( with a movie about her, this one set to star Jennifer Lawrence. [Netflix’s Bad Vegan]( follows a famous New York restaurateur who stole from employees to finance a lavish lifestyle. [Super Pumped: The Battle for Uber]( made its Showtime debut last month, and will tackle other tech giants in future seasons. And let’s not forget about all the documentaries, too. What person with a Netflix subscription wasn’t obsessed [with The Tinder Swindler](? And remember that [recent LuLaRoe moment](, with competing docs vying for our attention? That was reminiscent, too, of the [Fyre Festival documentary]( arms race, with both Netflix and Hulu pushing out their buzzy offerings about that shitshow. And now there’s WeCrashed, which has some of the juiciest, TV-ready source material, but, premiering after all those other shows, no new perspective to offer on the phenomenon of the disgraced CEO or commentary on how we’ve created a culture that fosters such corporate scandals. In fact, its biggest shortcoming is how straightforward it is in its telling, making the gamble to let the story’s salacious details speak for themselves. Unfortunately, that doesn’t impress 2022’s scam-happy viewers. Lying about billions of dollars that were never really there? Honey, we’ve seen that. What else you got? What WeCrashed has is Jared Leto and Anne Hathaway in the leading roles, joining the red carpet of A-listers who have signed on to these projects, including Amanda Seyfried (The Dropout), Joseph Gordon-Levitt, and Uma Thurman (both of whom are in Super Pumped). Their characters, Adam Neumann and his wife, Rebekah, are, in the grand tradition of these shows’ central figures, absolute weirdos. They are totally bonkers. If there’s a selling point to WeCrashed, it’s Leto and Hathaway having a blast getting to be so diabolically peculiar. Well, at least Hathaway is having fun. Leto is performing whatever intense facsimile of enjoyment that he is capable of. They get to [mess around with accents]( and voices; Neumann is Israeli-American, a dialect that Leto approximates far more convincingly than his Waluigi impersonation in House of Gucci, while Hathaway lowers her voice to that woo-woo yogi register that wellness enthusiasts love to employ. Neumann was a striking presence, at 6-foot-5 with envy-inducing long hair and a propensity for walking around barefoot. He mystified people with his fawning speeches, typically served as a finely-chopped buzzword salad that was ultimately meaningless. Rebekah saw opportunity in the way people admired him, and encouraged not just the expansion of WeWork to dorm living and private schools for children, but into a spiritual and enlightenment space in which they could both share the spotlight. Their enigmatic love story is the backbone of WeCrashed. It’s when the series diverges from that and goes back to the whole business aspect of things that things revert to feeling uninspired. I’m not sure what there still is to say about these people. Each of the series hits the same notes, the same beats, and the same references. Did you know that Steve Jobs started Apple in a garage? I did, because all 47 of these shows mention it. (Seyfried as Holmes even has a poster of Jobs on her bedroom wall where a teen idol would be.) All of these characters are driven by delusion and entitlement as much as they are by deep conviction in their ideas. Take a shot every time someone uses the word “disrupt,” and down your drink any time a company’s finances are fudged. There’s a documentary about WeWork [called WeWork: Or the Making and Breaking of a $47 Billion Unicorn]( that, at a quarter of WeCrashed’s running length, is much more worth your time. In it, journalist Derek Thompson says, “It was a period where you were rewarded if you could articulate a vision of your company that wasn’t just going to make money, it was going to change the world.” Turns out not everyone is equipped to do that, though they’ll certainly run with the flattery if given the chance. “If you tell a thirtysomething male that he’s Jesus Christ, he’s inclined to believe you,” one business professor says in the film. And therein lies my bitterness when it comes to these shows. Why isn’t anyone telling me I’m Jesus Christ? Not only do I often replace the water I should be drinking with lots of wine, but I would like to be very rich and don’t mind fooling some people in suits into thinking I can change the world—though I absolutely could not—in exchange for some checks. Some critics of this genre are put off by the way the narratives unfold. You watch these CEOs build their companies from the ground-up against all odds, so that when they become desperate enough to lie and defraud, you almost hope they pull it off. I don’t necessarily root for it so much as I’m perhaps jealous of it. I guess that’s my takeaway from these series. It’s time to do some scams. I Present to You Is It Cake?, the Next Television Masterpiece This week, like every week lately, was overwhelming. We’re humans. We feel deeply. We need to unwind. And, as we all know, watching TV is self-care. You can keep your meditations, your healthy snacks, and your argument that exercising helps clear the mind. None of that holds a candle to eating a bag of chips in the corner of your couch while watching several hours of television. You can trust me on this. Few experts are as experienced in this particular practice. As a leading mind in this field, I can tell you there are different levels to unwinding. Sometimes, catching up on the [Oscar-nominated drama]( you missed hits the spot. Fulfilling. Cultured. Yay! Sometimes you need something more formulaic, like a good [episode of Law & Order: SVU](. There are times when you need a good distraction, for example a [Real Housewives]( or a [Bachelor](. And other times you need to watch something so mind-numbingly dumb that it hypnotizes you into turning your brain off completely. Allow me, then, to recommend the new Netflix series, Is It Cake? Several times an episode, the series asks the question, “Is it cake?” Two bowling balls appear identical, but one, inexplicably, is a baked dessert. Time to cut into both and ask, “Is it cake?” Panelists are brought on to judge. There are several cheeseburgers on pedestals. One is not beef. It is cake. How do we learn which it is? We cut into them all and ask each time, “Is it cake?” Often, these judges are in disbelief. “Wait, one of these is cake?!!!?” Yes. That is literally what this show is. We ask, “Is it cake,” until we cut into the one that is. There is something so refreshing, perhaps even inspired, about something as pure and base-level as this. Nothing is overcomplicated. There is no loftier commentary or ambition here. There was simply a viral meme recently, in which talented bakers made everyday objects that looked like the real thing, only to blow people’s minds when it was revealed that it was actually cake. It played on the element of surprise, as well as, perhaps, people’s lingering trust issues. “That’s a shoe. What is that person doing using a knife to cut into that shoe? What! It’s not a shoe!? It’s cake!? Wow.” Someone thought, let’s make a show about this. And that’s what we have. We have Is This Cake? I will watch every episode. I Can’t Believe My Best Friends Are Gone I have been in mourning all week. Only now do I feel strong enough to break my silence and speak on this heartbreak, pain, and extreme injustice. If you haven’t heard, we lost one of the best among us this week. Pour out some lemonade, because Netflix has [canceled The Baby-Sitters Club]( after two seasons. I am bereft. [This was a perfect show](. This is me right now to every person who was involved in making it: Inspired by Ann M. Martin’s popular book series, it brilliantly filled a niche that’s long been ignored: “stories about preteen girls that don’t oversexualize or infantilize them,” as [Vulture’s Kathryn Vanarendonk wrote](. Vanarendonk interviewed The Baby-Sitters Club showrunner Rachel Shukert about the cancellation, what it means to have Netflix say “this is a series we don’t want to make more of,” and why people responded to the series in the first place. “It seems like girls are expected to go straight from Doc McStuffins to Euphoria,” she says. Short of new episodes of the series—the fact that we never got a Mallory episode is a crime—this interview is the best way for fans to process the news. [Read it here](. Let’s All Cry With Lady Gaga We have been writing about the 2022 awards season for what seems like three years, which does not make sense according to the laws of space and time but does feel accurate. Maybe it has to do with this daylight saving time drama everyone keeps debating, which I refuse to understand or have an opinion about. In any case, it’s almost done! One of the last precursor ceremonies before Sunday’s Oscars took place this week, the New York Film Critics Circle Awards, the only group with enough taste to give Lady Gaga the trophy for Best Actress. ([Still not over her Oscar snub](.) It turns out that, from an entertainment perspective, it’s a brilliant move to give Lady Gaga an award. Her speech was sensational. It was everything you wanted it to be. She mentioned that she was Italian roughly 93 times, as if on a dare, as well as, at one point, bringing up meatballs. But it was also quite emotional, with a lovely tribute to the strong women in her life, and also contained this line, which I loved: “These women taught me how to have big feelings in a man’s world, and that having big feelings is beautiful.” Representation for the Big Feelings Community! [Watch the speech here](. It’s lovely. In a Twist, Good Things Happened at an Award Show Actress and producer Gabrielle Union, who stars in Disney+’s Cheaper By the Dozen and is stepmother to a trans child, might have seemed to be in an impossible position when she was asked about the [Disney “Don’t Say Gay” bill controversy]( at the red carpet for the film. But her response, in my opinion, was perfect. “Somebody asked me, ‘Are you disappointed?’ I’m disappointed when my order isn’t right at In-N-Out,” [she said](. “I don’t even think that’s a word that you could use for something like this, where children’s lives are literally hanging in the balance. We need to own that if you truly are taking stands against hate and oppression, you should not fund hate and oppression. Period. The damage is done.” Life & Beth: Amy Schumer’s semi-autobiographical show will have you seeing her in a new light. (Fri. on Hulu) American Song Contest: Kelly Clarkson hosting a TV series is my Bat-Signal. (Mon. on NBC) Atlanta: It feels like we’ve lived seven lifetimes since this show last aired. It’s finally back. (Thurs. on FX) Deep Water: I could have sworn that erotic thrillers were supposed to be erotic and/or thrilling. (Fri. on Netflix) WeCrashed: I think we could all use a little Jared Leto break. (Fri. on Apple TV+) Advertisement Was this email forwarded to you? [Sign up here.]( [Daily Beast]( [Facebook]( [Twitter]( [Instagram]( @copyright 2022 The Daily Beast Company LLC I 555 W. 18th Street, New York NY, 10011 [Privacy Policy]( If you are on a mobile device or cannot view the images in this message, click here to [view this email in your browser](. To ensure delivery of these emails, please add emails@thedailybeast.com to your address book. If you no longer wish to receive these emails, or think you have received this message in error, you can [safely unsubscribe](.