

“If you want to capture the real L.A., especially the L.A. Nevertheless, You bears down on the parts a Hollywood writers’ room knows best-which also happen to be the parts where someone like Joe and the fake-deep women he’s drawn to would spend their time. The Los Angeles of You’s second season is a very particular slice of a sprawling, diverse metropolis that can’t be reduced to a single stereotype. After committing a few murders and running afoul of an ex, however, Joe does what millions of his demographic peers have done before and will since: heads west. The first season tackled the social mores of white, well-off, 20-something New York: MFA programs Brown reunions over brunch an heiress named “Peach Salinger.” With his artfully rumpled button-downs and self-congratulatory obsession with books, Joe could hide in plain sight part of the terror, and the joke, was that he’s an only slightly more psychotic version of a guy you’d swipe right for on Hinge. What has changed, however, is You’s setting. And, oh yeah, Joe still keeps a human-size cage on hand in case anyone needs imprisoning. There’s still a vulnerable teenager Joe feels the need to protect because they remind him of his abused, traumatized younger self.

The beautiful woman in question is still kind of a jerk herself, fueling both You’s indictment of Joe and its indiscriminate contempt for yuppie scum. Joe Goldberg (Penn Badgley) is still a creepy sociopath who can’t help himself from objectifying, obsessing over, and flat-out stalking beautiful women. Not much has changed in the second season of You, the Lifetime thriller turned Exhibit A of the Netflix bump.
