Long gone are the days of Chelsea Handler sitting on a basic bitch set, dishing salacious gossip about B-list celebrities, interviewing even lesser famous hacks who can only get the likes of the E! channel to book them. E! should be renamed “Pure Trash”, and I couldn’t be happier that Chelsea’s shackles are finally unhinged.
I always knew there was a much larger percentage of her brain that wasn’t being utilized and Netflix has given Chelsea the opportunity to show us there’s more to her than vodka and revealing which pop star is the latest to get high and flash their vagina.
As part of her $10 million dollar deal with Netflix (which puts her salary at par with Jimmy Fallon & Jimmy Kimmell!) Chelsea’s new talk show will be the first of its kind for the ever-evolving streaming network, but that we must still patiently await.
The other two components of the deal are streaming now; which include a stand-up special Uganda Be Kidding Me, which I didn’t love... and a four-part
“docu-comedy” special called Chelsea Does... which I finished in one sitting and could watch repeatedly.
On her Netflix documentary series (which I think will have 3 more parts consisting of four episodes each - but don’t quote me) Chelsea takes on four topics and reveals intimate details about her own life, researches the topic with everyday Americans and experts in the related field(s) and discusses her feelings and issues about it with her shrink.
Chelsea Does... Marriage for example, allows us to peer into the marriage of Chelsea’s parents, featuring interviews with her siblings and father and is a deeply personal reflection of Handler’s own views on matrimony, monogamy and how she feels about her romantic self.
She does a great job at intermixing the points of views from various walks of life on all of the episodes and always has a dinner party with some of her famous friends to get more candid and let loose, as she is pretty biased most of the time when speaking with the related professional or modern American speaking on the topic. Aside from former round table album like Josh Wolff, Loni Love and the heavyset cunty gay one who was rude to me in AC (I forget his name) expect to see Khloe Kardashian, Leah Remini, Mary McCormack and Jason Biggs and Jenny Mollen who I hope stay married and funny forever.
Seeing someone eating dinner with their friends may not sound like captivating documentary material, but it is when Chelsea Handler is involved... and when all of the food is made with weed. That happens when Chelsea Does... Drugs, which is probably my favorite of the four. It is HIGHLARIOUS.
Handler has always had such a relate-able quality about her and I think that is what has led her to so much success. Her stand-up is definitely not what makes her, in fact I haven’t even found it to be all that funny in comparison to so many other female comics I admire.
It’s her personality is incomparable. Chelsea gives it to you how it is, and doesn’t really have a filter. On top of that, she is one of those celebrities that seems 100% unaffected by fame and success, which is so rare that you will find someone in Hollywood go through the levels of fame that she has without changing. Any side effects fame has had on Handler have been positive ones, as she started working out and grows more and more beautiful with age since her talk show E! became the best thing that network could ever offer an audience.
I’m happy to see Chelsea’s career get an upgrade, as the series features plenty of material to laugh at, but also shows a softer, more human side of the woman we always see as very blunt, brazen and dare I say heartless.
Chelsea opens up about her thoughts on racism, her fear of technology, her tainted love life and is completely candid with viewers about what drugs she has done. She is totally naked (boobies!) with her candor as usual, and that same no-bullshit Chelsea is still there, but on Chelsea Does... Racism and Chelsea Does... Silicon Valley, we really witness the journalist in her come out. She’s digging deeper, and delivering material that is much more fascinating and leaves you with something to think about.
That song 'Call Me Maybe' is pretty catchy isn't it. However if I went up to an attractive lad and did that I'd get a name for myself. Pop culture is lies.
