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If You’re Not Obsessed With Natasha Lyonne Yet, Netflix’s Russian Doll Will Make Her Your New Hero

"It's my bad attitude that keeps me young."

First things first: there are no plot spoilers for Russian Doll in this post. The eight-episode Netflix series is the darkest, funniest, and yes, most subversively feminist take on the Groundhog Day time-loop trope you’ve ever seen.

It’s the first truly great new show of 2019 – and it’s best experienced when you know as little as possible about how it’d going to unfold.

What I will tell you is that if Natasha Lyonne does not walk away with every single possible award she can get for this show, I will start riots.

Lyonne – who you already have a big lesbian crush on thanks to Orange Is The New Black – co-created Russian Doll with your funny godmother Amy Poehler and playwright and director Leslye Headland (Bachelorette). She’s a credited writer on three episodes, directed the season finale, and executive produced the full series.

And she gives the wildest, funniest, most instantly iconic lead performance in years: Nadia Vulvokov (“like vulva, but only if you’re dyslexic”), a chain-smoking software engineer who keeps dying accidentally and then finding herself alive at her 36th birthday party the night before.

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Nadia is to bitches what Don Draper is to men in suits. She is Jessica Jones, but her superpower is insults. She looks like Merida from Brave‘s goth auntie and sounds like Estelle, Joey’s manager from Friends.

The way she says “cock-a-roach” should be in a museum.

She looks like she literally never showers and still manages to make a constant fug of cigarette smoke smell good. You are already looking for the perfect flame-red wig and practicing your smoky winged shadow so you can go as her for Halloween.

She is a human reaction gif. She is insanely relatable even if you’d rather get hit by a taxi than actually live her life.

Lyonne has created for herself a unique and complicated character who happens to be a woman – one who has good sex and smokes and isn’t always particularly nice to people – but who also gets to be wildly funny, from the savage one-liners to the way she falls (repeatedly).

The hair, the voice, the attitude, the clothes, the walk, the whole creation. It’s all her.

If you don’t already stan, you will after ten minutes.