Whether it is EMILY IN PARIS, Rome, or Venice, they all feel the same. Emily (Lily Collins) can travel to any stunning location, wear a gorgeous, designer outfit, fall in and out of love, and the plot would not change one iota. This is a fluff series and not to be examined under a microscope. It is exactly what it professes to be…a romantic, sexy, drama/trauma series that should be enjoyed with plenty of popcorn and expensive wine or champagne.
The writers have made sure not to tax anyone’s brain in the creation of each story arc. It is what it is. No more. No less. If this is what your heart aches for, then tune in and be prepared to be dazzled by oodles of exquisite clothes and accessories. It is truly not believable, but then no one ever said it would be. Remember, all is fair when dealing with love and running a marketing/PR office. All any of them have to do is look great while displaying a happy face.Â
I did enjoy the musical performances by Mindy (Ashley Park) this season the most. She was given more songs to belt out. This girl has some serious chops. Sylvie’s (Philippine Leroy-Beaulieu) character had more air-time sharing all her tales of woe and many lovers. Did it add to the story? No. Again, not necessary because everything will eventually work out. This is the nature of Darren Star’s (SEX IN THE CITY, AND JUST LIKE THAT…) creation. It all just isn’t as witty or smartly written like SATC.
EMILY IN PARIS does have an audience. There are those who adore this type of an adventure/romance story. I will pass. I need to see and feel more depth when watching a self-discovery journey even with all the stunning couture. Emily ended with a cliffhanger. Please, say another season is not in the making. It is streaming on Netflix.
