BoJack was the horse at the center of a beloved 90s sitcom, and twenty years later he is a washed-up, hard-drinking mess in the Hollywood hills. In a Los Angeles where humans and talking animals mix without comment, he lurches through a memoir project, old grudges, and the wreckage of easy fame. The jokes come fast and the sight gags never stop, but the show keeps turning to loneliness, self-sabotage, and the long tab that comes due. Sharp, sad, and funnier than its bruises should allow.