The second album is always the tricky one, isn’t it?
Smash hit Bridgerton returned to Netflix on Friday for its second season, after its first swept romance lovers off their feet (and then some) with a steamy, Regency-era romp in 2020.
Back then, the show focused on bad boy Duke Simon (Rege-Jean Page) falling in love with good girl Daphne Bridgerton (Phoebe Dynevor) but became a victim of its own success when Page ran out, never to return, after it catapulted him to international stardom.
Now the series is back, probably with iron-clad contracts that prevent any ungrateful stars from doing a runner, and is focusing on the romance between oldest Bridgerton brother Anthony (Jonathan Bailey) and newbie Kate Sharma (Simone Ashley) who has arrived in town to snag a rich husband – for her little sister.
At first, I thought Bridgerton might have lost its USP. There are significantly fewer – ahem – intimate scenes than last season, and the show has taken a turn for the serious as Anthony and Kate battle their attraction for one in other because of the duty they have towards their families. Let’s face it, Bridgerton without the heat is just a bad Jane Austen impression.
But it wasn’t long until it went full melodrama, with quivering bosoms aplenty. Pass my fan, won’t you? I’m feeling a little hot under the bodice.
Bridgerton, Netflix, 1 April
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