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The subject of this dark comedy is the flimflammery behind big business, and the tone isn’t subtle. Creator Matthew Carnahan was also behind “Dirt,” the trashy, but underrated Courteney Cox drama about an L.A. tabloid. “Lies,” too, is over the top, unabashedly announcing itself as lifestyle porn. This time, though, the fantasy is for the white-collar-and-cubicle set — it’s “Entourage” for people who work in “The Office.”

Five shows into the series, we’ve yet to see much development of some of the grander themes, but there’s loads of fun to be had while we wait. The dialogue is delightfully locker-room cruel, even if the characters do have an Aaron Sorkin-like tendency to speak at the same pace. The cast is top-notch. Kristen Bell has been allowed to show some real depth, in addition to her blinding hotness. Ben Schwartz, heretofore best known as the glib, trust fund-blowing impresario Jean-Ralphio on “Parks and Recreation,” is shockingly strong beside more seasoned castmates.

Mr. Cheadle, as usual, no matter what kind of man he plays, is completely convincing. Here, however, that means making Marty convincingly awful. And, perverse as it sounds, having such a morally reprehensible black lead character on TV represents a step forward.

Marty Kaan is TV’s first black antihero, and he demands to be judged by the perfectly dreadful content of his character, rather than the totally irrelevant color of his skin. His arrival means that American pop culture finally may have reached the point where blacks can be protagonists without having to be paragons — where a black man can be a jerk on screen without it meaning that all black men are jerks.