By ALESSANDRA STANLEY
Something is up when an ad for Planters Peanuts archly features its mascot, Mr. Peanut, delivering a TED Talk-flavored motivational speech, complete with flashy graphics and spurious data points.
There is a relatively new social order disrupting the peace, a Palo Alto nerdocracy ruled by boy billionaires and Internet upstarts. “Silicon Valley,” a new and very funny HBO series that begins Sunday, taps into the foibles and pretensions of that world.
When Richard (Thomas Middleditch), a shy, painfully introverted programmer, is asked which Steve he identifies with, Jobs or Wozniak, he is almost insulted by the question. “Jobs was a poseur,” Richard replies. “He didn’t even write code.”
Mike Judge (“Beavis and Butt-head,” “Office Space”) is one of the show’s creators. The story centers on the start-up woes of a group of immature, socially inept programmers who share a house or, as its owner, Erlich (T. J. Miller) prefers to call it, an incubator. Erlich, a blustery dot-com millionaire, lets the others live with him rent free, in exchange for a 10 percent stake in their ventures.
Thomas Middleditch, left, and Josh Brener in “Silicon Valley,” a new HBO comedy.
The most promising egghead is Richard, who has come up with an innovation that he can’t really explain. “You remind me of my son,” a man tells him. “He’s got Asperger’s, too.”
Nerds have ruled the television world for a while, but the phenotype keeps evolving. When the CBS sitcom “The Big Bang Theory” had its premiere in 2007, the lead characters were unworldly, “Star Trek”-obsessed university scientists. Now the insufferable tech plutocrat is king and can be found on all kinds of television shows, including “Veep,” which begins a third season on HBO right after “Silicon Valley.”
In an episode of “Veep” set in Palo Alto, Vice President Selina Meyer (Julia Louis-Dreyfus) is running for the presidential nomination and wants to win over Craig (Tim Baltz), the messianic 20-something founder of Clovis. She tours his state-of-the-art company headquarters and is delighted to see a Lego station in the office, saying that child care is one of her core issues. Her tour guide stiffly corrects her, explaining that the Legos are there because Craig believes that they stimulate the creativity of the employees, along with table tennis tables and sleeping pods.
Craig keeps the vice president waiting while he retreats into his “coding hour,” which is sacred and falls whenever he feels like it. Craig also doesn’t believe that his aggregating sites should pay for the content they make available.
“People want to work with us more than they want to be paid,” he explains. “That’s a given.”
“Silicon Valley” shares the satirical tone of “Veep,” but this new comedy is actually closer in spirit to an older HBO series, “Entourage.” It is as merciless about the cultish cultures of companies like Google as that show was about Hollywood. Everyone in Hollywood has a screenplay; everyone in Silicon Valley has an app.
But “Silicon Valley,” like “Entourage,” has a soft spot for its hoodie-wearing heroes. There is a sweetness behind the software swagger and coding jokes.
That kindness doesn’t extend to billionaire bosses or the lawyers, doctors and spiritual advisers who casually drop names like Sergey (Brin) and Larry (Page) and have start-ups of their own to sell. Gavin Belson (Matt Ross), the founder of Hooli, where Richard once worked, asks his guru if it is wrong for him to hate Richard for accepting seed money from Gavin’s arch rival, the venture capitalist Peter Gregory (Christopher Evan Welch).
“In the hands of a lesser person perhaps,” the guru replies soothingly. “But in the hands of the enlightened, hate can be a tool for great change.”
Peter doesn’t make eye contact and speaks robotically, but he, too, is an early adapter to obscene wealth and the grandiosity that comes with giving back. He invites Richard and his friends to a charitable toga party, where rap stars entertain, and actresses are hired to make guests feel interesting. Peter, dressed as a Roman emperor, is carried to the stage in a sedan chair. “Welcome to the Peter Gregory Foundation’s fourth annual Orgy of Caring,” he says.
And that kind of mockery is badly needed.
A new cultural revolution is at hand, and many of its leaders are even more smug and self-righteous than the counterculture activists who, back in the 1960s, also thought they could change the world. Back then, there was a reigning establishment that pushed back; nowadays, Internet moguls are the establishment. They have the money, the power and a sense of entitlement that leads them to think they are reinventing good works, or as they prefer to call it, “philanthro-capitalism,” “social impact investment” and “social entrepreneurship.”
At yet another opulent party, Eric Schmidt, the chairman of Google, does a cameo, milling with high-powered guests. The host, a just-made mogul, takes the microphone away from Kid Rock to say a few words:
“A few days ago, when we were sitting down with Barack Obama, I turned to these guys and said, ‘O.K., you know we’re making a lot of money, and yes we’re disrupting digital media, but most importantly, we’re making the world a better place.’ ” He pauses, and then describes how exactly: “through constructing elegant hierarchies for maximum code reuse and extensibility.”
“Silicon Valley” isn’t making the world a better place, it is putting the real Silicon Valley in its place, one Tesla at a time.
Something is up when an ad for Planters Peanuts archly features its mascot, Mr. Peanut, delivering a TED Talk-flavored motivational speech, complete with flashy graphics and spurious data points.
There is a relatively new social order disrupting the peace, a Palo Alto nerdocracy ruled by boy billionaires and Internet upstarts. “Silicon Valley,” a new and very funny HBO series that begins Sunday, taps into the foibles and pretensions of that world.
When Richard (Thomas Middleditch), a shy, painfully introverted programmer, is asked which Steve he identifies with, Jobs or Wozniak, he is almost insulted by the question. “Jobs was a poseur,” Richard replies. “He didn’t even write code.”
Mike Judge (“Beavis and Butt-head,” “Office Space”) is one of the show’s creators. The story centers on the start-up woes of a group of immature, socially inept programmers who share a house or, as its owner, Erlich (T. J. Miller) prefers to call it, an incubator. Erlich, a blustery dot-com millionaire, lets the others live with him rent free, in exchange for a 10 percent stake in their ventures.
Thomas Middleditch, left, and Josh Brener in “Silicon Valley,” a new HBO comedy.
The most promising egghead is Richard, who has come up with an innovation that he can’t really explain. “You remind me of my son,” a man tells him. “He’s got Asperger’s, too.”
Nerds have ruled the television world for a while, but the phenotype keeps evolving. When the CBS sitcom “The Big Bang Theory” had its premiere in 2007, the lead characters were unworldly, “Star Trek”-obsessed university scientists. Now the insufferable tech plutocrat is king and can be found on all kinds of television shows, including “Veep,” which begins a third season on HBO right after “Silicon Valley.”
In an episode of “Veep” set in Palo Alto, Vice President Selina Meyer (Julia Louis-Dreyfus) is running for the presidential nomination and wants to win over Craig (Tim Baltz), the messianic 20-something founder of Clovis. She tours his state-of-the-art company headquarters and is delighted to see a Lego station in the office, saying that child care is one of her core issues. Her tour guide stiffly corrects her, explaining that the Legos are there because Craig believes that they stimulate the creativity of the employees, along with table tennis tables and sleeping pods.
Craig keeps the vice president waiting while he retreats into his “coding hour,” which is sacred and falls whenever he feels like it. Craig also doesn’t believe that his aggregating sites should pay for the content they make available.
“People want to work with us more than they want to be paid,” he explains. “That’s a given.”
“Silicon Valley” shares the satirical tone of “Veep,” but this new comedy is actually closer in spirit to an older HBO series, “Entourage.” It is as merciless about the cultish cultures of companies like Google as that show was about Hollywood. Everyone in Hollywood has a screenplay; everyone in Silicon Valley has an app.
But “Silicon Valley,” like “Entourage,” has a soft spot for its hoodie-wearing heroes. There is a sweetness behind the software swagger and coding jokes.
That kindness doesn’t extend to billionaire bosses or the lawyers, doctors and spiritual advisers who casually drop names like Sergey (Brin) and Larry (Page) and have start-ups of their own to sell. Gavin Belson (Matt Ross), the founder of Hooli, where Richard once worked, asks his guru if it is wrong for him to hate Richard for accepting seed money from Gavin’s arch rival, the venture capitalist Peter Gregory (Christopher Evan Welch).
“In the hands of a lesser person perhaps,” the guru replies soothingly. “But in the hands of the enlightened, hate can be a tool for great change.”
Peter doesn’t make eye contact and speaks robotically, but he, too, is an early adapter to obscene wealth and the grandiosity that comes with giving back. He invites Richard and his friends to a charitable toga party, where rap stars entertain, and actresses are hired to make guests feel interesting. Peter, dressed as a Roman emperor, is carried to the stage in a sedan chair. “Welcome to the Peter Gregory Foundation’s fourth annual Orgy of Caring,” he says.
And that kind of mockery is badly needed.
A new cultural revolution is at hand, and many of its leaders are even more smug and self-righteous than the counterculture activists who, back in the 1960s, also thought they could change the world. Back then, there was a reigning establishment that pushed back; nowadays, Internet moguls are the establishment. They have the money, the power and a sense of entitlement that leads them to think they are reinventing good works, or as they prefer to call it, “philanthro-capitalism,” “social impact investment” and “social entrepreneurship.”
At yet another opulent party, Eric Schmidt, the chairman of Google, does a cameo, milling with high-powered guests. The host, a just-made mogul, takes the microphone away from Kid Rock to say a few words:
“A few days ago, when we were sitting down with Barack Obama, I turned to these guys and said, ‘O.K., you know we’re making a lot of money, and yes we’re disrupting digital media, but most importantly, we’re making the world a better place.’ ” He pauses, and then describes how exactly: “through constructing elegant hierarchies for maximum code reuse and extensibility.”
“Silicon Valley” isn’t making the world a better place, it is putting the real Silicon Valley in its place, one Tesla at a time.
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