On 25 June Netflix launched its latest offering, Sex/Life, which quickly became the service’s most-watched show in the UK.
The show revolves around Billie Connelly (no, not that Billy Connolly) a beautiful but unfulfilled suburban mum, whose mundane life is peppered with flashbacks of the raunchy youth she spent living it up in the Big Apple. She is married to Cooper, an investment banker with a big heart who possesses the looks and intellect of a Ken doll. You know the story already. Billie has everything a girl should want. A husband who adores her. A Dutch colonial mansion in upstate New York. A nanny. But she can’t help lusting over her ex-boyfriend, Brad, a hot shot record executive, and the tumultuous relationship they once had.
I began watching the show with my boyfriend who likes documentaries about power struggles in 16th-century Japan. I like the Kardashians, so most of the time we sit in stony silence staring into space.
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