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Emily in Paris Recap: The Lonely Goatherd
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It’s excellent, and there’s this recurring theme about how “money is a country”: how it doesn’t matter where in the world you are; if you’re part of the uber-rich, you’re basically always in the same place, with the same people, experiencing the same uninspired, frictionless nonculture. But given the context — this is me gesturing wildly at the polo field, whose every occupant probably stores at least some of their money in an offshore account — the fact that Emily doesn’t clock right away that he is giving her a little cover story for his actual job is almost unbearably dopey of her. Because of the laws of Chekhov’s lip sync, the audio file isn’t working, so instead, Mindy must engage in a very strategic choreo, almost a slapstick bit about hiding her tits which hits very well with the crowd.
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