Netflix viewers ‘late to the party’ as they binge watch series with ‘unexpected turns’
Topics: Netflix, TV And Film
Kya Buller
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Topics: Netflix, TV And Film
Netflix viewers have expressed their guilt of being 'late to the party' with one major series.
Despite the show being well into its fourth season and originally premiering in 2020, it seems some people let the romantic comedy drama pass them by.
Emily in Paris, which stars Lily Collins as Emily as she moves to... Paris, is a cult favourite with viewers.
Noted for its eccentricity and far-fetched storylines, Emily in Paris also features the likes of Lucien Laviscount and Lucas Bravo.
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Created by Darren Star, who is also the mastermind behind Beverley Hills 90210 and Sex and the City, it has been commended for its campiness.
And for those who embrace the silliness of it, Emily in Paris has become a firm favourite for viewers.
Meanwhile, those who are just getting into it can't believe what they've missed.
One person wrote on X: "Late to the party but I’m obsessed #EmilyInParis," as another noted the twists in the tale, writing: "This episode of Emily in Paris has taken an unexpected turn."
A third added: "Trying to catch up with the Emily in Paris girlies, I know I'm late to the game. Just started watching S1."
And a fourth said: "Watching Emily in Paris for the first time. I am so disappointed she didn’t choose the “other guy” (no spoiler alert)! Like wtf?! Honey, shoot, I’ll take him then."
Critics have been seriously divided over the drama.
The series earned a 62 percent critics score on Rotten Tomatoes, but the contention hasn't stopped viewers loving it - or it being renewed over and over.
It seems even the journalists themselves have a love/hate relationship with the show.
Regarding the first season, Rebecca Nicholson wrote for the Guardian: "The first half of the season is an exorcism of all of the French cliches the writers could think of, spewed out as if they could not keep them in: the Moulin Rouge, rich women in couture letting their tiny dogs poo on the street, rare steak, chain-smoking, wine for breakfast, men in expensive suits talking freely about sex, decent pastries and a disdain for American culture."
Though by the time the third season rolled around, Nicholson wrote: "The plot lurches from melodrama to high farce – there’s a rumoured death and a hologram interlude, which, you know, go for it, why not – and whisper it, it’s actually quite fun.
"So fine, Emily in Paris, I give up. You win."