![]() ![]() The characters don’t sport perfect blowouts, or live in completely unrealistic flats. Starstruck feels like a return to that earlier lo-fi era. In the 2000s romantic comedies moved away from lo-fi classics and problematic faves like 10 Things I Hate About You and My Best Friend’s Wedding, to highly stylised films (usually starring Katherine Heigl) that lacked the spark of their ancestors. After a joke about whether Jessie is a super fan who will kill Tom she says, “Oh please, I’m not a fan.” I was laughing the entire episode. At one point, they say goodbye before walking off in the same direction. Tom has a bumbling physical discomfort about him, while Jessie is rambling and deprecating – of both herself and Tom. Starstruck is written by Matafeo and fellow New Zealander Alice Snedden, who both seem to absolutely nail everything they put their hands to, and they clearly have a knack for pitting Kiwi awkwardness against British awkwardness. Starstruck immediately reminded me of the UK comedy Catastrophe with its quippy banter between the two leads, and a quick Google revealed it was produced by the same crowd, which is fantastic news because there was never quite enough Catastrophe. Clear your schedule for the end of the month, and push your laundry off the couch, because you’ll want to binge this one. She has slept with movie star Tom Kapoor. In his house the next morning, she pulls back the bubble wrap on a framed movie poster leaned against the wall, recognises the face of the man upstairs, and realises who he is. She’s convinced to wing-man her friend, then gets drunk, and goes home with a man she met in the men’s bathroom. Starstruck opens with Jessie (Rose Matafeo) in a sparkly dress, arguing with her flatmate outside a nightclub on New Year’s Eve. Rose Matafeo does it again with new series Starstruck – a joyful and unabashedly Kiwi take on the Notting Hill story, writes Alie Benge. ![]()
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