![]() I get so distracted by how irate its inaccuracies make me that it knocks me sideways when the editor finally says something that rings true: “You were underprepared yesterday – you’re hungover as fuck today and your interview is full of typos.” Maybe he has worked on a website, after all. “If it’s real, if it’s personal, it will get us traffic,” says her editor, who has clearly never worked on a website before. Oh, Bother! Someone’s done an edgy content.Īt Bother, Tiffany is tasked with doing edgy content, as it’s her job, and also the site is losing money and needs to get more hits. The soft-focus Tiffany inexplicably works for an edgy online magazine that seems a bit like Vice, in that it occasionally mentions ketamine and, er, street art, but it is called Bother, which mostly makes me think of posh old ladies dropping handkerchiefs and not wanting to swear in front of the great-grandchildren. In the same vein, journalists cannot endure TV shows about journalists without bursting a blood vessel or three. I tried to watch Danny Boyle’s Yesterday with a musician, who drowned out most of the dialogue with an excessively detailed grumble about the impracticalities of the way it portrayed recording contracts. A chef I know couldn’t sit through 10 minutes of The Bear because he said it was a busman’s holiday. Journalists cannot endure TV shows about journalists without bursting a blood vessel or three It’s basically Love Is Blind, without the pressure to get married, but with the pressure of Leon’s brother Richie being imprisoned for an armed robbery he didn’t commit and Tiffany somehow managing to get involved in that, while also quibbling over the quality of the shared loo roll. After a frosty start and some misunderstandings about tidiness, etiquette and whether you should move into another person’s flat and hang a huge vagina painting on the wall, Tiffany and Leon begin to communicate flirtatiously, via Post-it notes. Tiffany immediately starts leaving her pesky lady things everywhere: candles, floral cushions and herbal teabags. Tiffany has the flat from 8pm to 8am and at weekends she has entered into an agreement with Leon, a night nurse trying to earn extra money for what obviously turns out to be extremely big-hearted reasons, who gets his own flat from 8am to 8pm, and stays with his annoying girlfriend at weekends. The flat turns out not to be Tiffany’s, at least not entirely: this is an adaptation of the 2019 novel by Beth O’Leary, and follows an untraditional flatsharing arrangement. This, I thought, is a woman who has never had to deal with an estate agent’s punitive charges. ![]() ![]() I knew The Flatshare (Paramount+) was going to be unrealistic when, in the opening scenes, Tiffany moves into her new rented flat and almost immediately bangs a picture hook into the wall. ![]()
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