At what point is a romantic comedy classed as literary fiction? Well, calling it 'Romantic Comedy' immediately sets it up as knowingly self-referential - and it is, to some extent. Then there's all the dialogue, where clever people swap witty one-liners and their views on modern feminism. And it's clearly the result of a lot of research on how 'Saturday Night Live' is made (the sketches sounded achingly unfunny). But it's also quite sweet and engaging, lacking much in the way of conflict, apart from a couple of awkward conversations. None of this is bad - I enjoyed it much more than Prep - but it did feel a little loose and episodic, without any real exploration of what it might be like date/marry rich celebrity. And, as has become clear, I don't have much patience for pandemic-related storylines.
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