My dearest Uptown Girls,I think it’s pretty clear how The Crown got so good in its fourth year.
But Season 4 is also when the decay and detachment that marks the middle age of the royals begin to bear rotten fruit.
Then there’s the spring breeze of modernity that Diana brings to the palace, with her Walkman and her roller skates.
But the samey blah-ness that Emily so expertly diagnosed made the familiarity of those shows intolerable in 2020.
I’m not the biggest reality fan; the genre is usually too much of a time-suck for often excruciatingly formulaic entertainment.