Whew! I have to start there, because this episode still has me on the edge of my seat trying to predict how all of these conflicts/real-life shit will play out for our beloved (some a little hated) Insecure characters.
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Whew! I have to start there, because this episode still has me on the edge of my seat trying to predict how all of these conflicts/real-life shit will play out for our beloved (some a little hated) Insecure characters.
When I tuned into Season 4, episode eight of Insecure and saw Issa, skin glowing as bright as her smile, clad in a red designer cutout blazer, fall flat on her face in front of everyone at a bar where she was meeting up with Lawrence to talk, I burst into a loud laughter that was refreshing to my heavy spirit.
Although we’ve had to wait almost two years for Insecure to return for its fourth season, after three episodes, I think it was worth the wait. The first episode opens with Issa lying on the couch, cell phone up to her ear in a scarf and tee-shirt watching the fictional show Looking for Latoya.
As Rose Cranberry, the host, gives details about the last time the missing woman was seen, Issa says to the unknown caller, “Honestly, I don’t fuck with Molly anymore.” She sighs a little and the camera returns to the show as Cranberry asks, “What happened? Who’s responsible? Did anyone see this coming? Could anyone have stopped it?” (She also asks is Latoya missing or murdered, but that doesn’t fit with what I’m trying to do here, lol) I immediately connected these questions to Issa and Molly’s friendship and wondered how it all went wrong.
How did these two best friends, two peas in a pod, besties for life and down-for-each-other- through-whatever girls, come undone?