I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that Maria Bamford's Lady Dynamite is the closest new show (in my lifetime, so far) to matching Monty Python's groundbreaking work.
It doesn't stop to give you time to catch up. It makes you follow along on instinct alone from meta narrative to stream of consciousness back to meta narrative until soon your instincts become untrustworthy, and only then can you begin to understand mental illness. Yet somehow, I laughed all the way through.
I'm going to force myself not to binge watch this because: A) I want to savor the show for all that's it's worth + B) I don't want to dive in and not come back up intact.
