![]() ![]() Hiro Murai, who directs most of the episodes, said, “Atlanta is Wild West-y-every corner of the city is trying to get by under its own rules. The series, shot almost entirely on location, shifts its setting and focus every episode, mapping the city in the fanciful manner of a medieval cartographer. “Atlanta” has the hallucinatory quality of déjà rêvé no other show would conjure up, then banish, a black rapper named Justin Bieber. The door was still beeping, the way a jarring sound grows in a scene until you realize it’s an alarm clock and it was all a dream. If you grew up knowing there was a bear in your future, because your dad kept telling you, ‘When you’re thirteen, you’re going to have to kill a bear,’ then, when you turned thirteen, you would kill the bear.” Beetz was baffled. Glover said, “Yeah, I’m not the marrying kind.” (He and his partner, Michelle, had a nineteen-month-old son, Legend, and she was eight months pregnant with their second son.) He took a hit, then went on, “I’m O.K. “I said, ‘This is every one of my aunts-you have a kid with a guy, he’s around, you’re still attracted to him.’ Poor people can’t afford to go to therapy.”Īs they waited for the next scene, Beetz turned the conversation to marriage she and her boyfriend had been talking about engagement rings. “At FX, they didn’t get Earn and Van at all,” Glover told me. Earn and Van have a daughter and they sleep together off and on, but they are not precisely a couple. Van, who speaks German for reasons we never learn, is excited Earn, who inclines toward watchful truculence, is not. Chris Rock told me, “ ‘Atlanta’ is the best show on TV, period.” In this episode, from the second season (which débuts this Thursday, on FX), Glover and Beetz’s characters, Earnest (Earn) Marks and Vanessa (Van) Keifer, are driving north from Atlanta in Van’s old Sentra to a German festival called Fastnacht. Glover is the thirty-four-year-old creator, head writer, occasional director, and star of “Atlanta,” the black comedy about black life-three men and a woman going nowhere much, and beginning to realize it-that in its first season won two Golden Globes, two Emmys, and nearly universal admiration. Smoking in the car like high school.” He passed the joint to his co-star Zazie Beetz, who inhaled companionably as Glover nodded along to the rhythm of the door-alarm beeps. “But it actually makes me feel kind of high. “This isn’t real,” Glover said-his joint was a prop, filled with clover and marshmallow leaves. On this crisp October morning, the car was parked beside Gun Club Road in northwest Atlanta, a woodsy region where a few shacks and a cemetery were all that gestured toward urban life. In the scene he’d just finished, for the show “Atlanta,” he’d jammed on the brakes to avoid a wild boar in the road, an apparition that made him wonder just how high he was. To hear more feature stories, download the Audm app for your iPhone.ĭonald Glover sat behind the wheel of the Nissan Sentra, his door ajar, and lit a joint. ![]()
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