In a new literary masterpiece, Adam Brody spills the beans on his “unprofessional shenanigans” during the glory days of The O.C. It’s like a tell-all, but with extra sass and a sprinkle of regret.
Brody decided to air his on-set escapades in the book, “Welcome to the O.C.: The Oral History” by Alan Sepinwall, hitting the shelves faster than you can say “California here we come.” According to the gospel of the Daily Mail, it dropped on November 28, like the bombshell confessions it contains.
While frolicking in the Fox series wonderland, our 43-year-old protagonist declared, “I made it pretty darn clear that the later episodes were about as appealing as a fish taco in a heatwave. No sugar-coating from yours truly. I might have thrown in a few open mockeries. Not my proudest moments, I admit.”
Taking a stroll down memory lane, Brody reminisced about his O.C. days, singing praises for the directors and the crew. “We were like a dysfunctional family that somehow functioned. I mean, I never kept anyone waiting, and you’d never catch me screaming my lungs out. I’m more of a sarcastic eye-roll kind of guy.”
But lo and behold! As the curtain fell on the first season, our hero’s creative interest started playing hide-and-seek, leaving Brody to play detective. “I blame myself for not bringing a Sherlock hat to the set. It was like the magic fizzled out of our once-happily-ever-after. I was creatively ghosting the show. My bad.”
With the humility of a stand-up comic bombing on stage, Brody confessed, “Had the show maintained season one’s sizzle, I’d have been more committed than a cat to a laser pointer. It’s a tragic love story between a man and his script quality.”
And for those rumors about Brody being the ultimate rebel by not reading full scripts, fear not. He’s here to set the record straight. “I may have only skimmed through the parts being shot that day, but hey, at least I was on time and knew my lines. That’s worth a pat on the back, right? Or maybe just a pity chuckle.”
Adam Brody’s O.C. escapades: the stuff legends, or at least hilarious memoirs, are made of.
It's pub day for Welcome to The O.C. This is my first book in nearly five years, my first oral history of any kind, and a mulligan of sorts for my very first book. I'm very excited, and I hope you'll allow me a 🧵 pic.twitter.com/MxqO5qpsBb
— Alan Sepinwall (@sepinwall) November 28, 2023
