IT SHOULDN’T HAPPEN TO A FILM JOURNALIST

ast week I fancied some mindless switch-off telly after a stressful deadline, so I stuck on Hugh Grant/Sarah Jessica Parker romcom Now why the hell did you do that, you might ask. Well, the day before I’d rewatched , a romcom I will go to my grave defending, and was again bowled over by Grant’s charm-and-chuckles schtick. So, mad as it might seem, I clicked on and sat in a brace position, praying, ‘Please be better than I remember.’