On laundry day, I usually watching something mindless while folding clothes. I usually choose something light so I don’t have to really think, and I started watching ‘Famous In Love,’ which is on Freeform. And I have four loads to do so I ended up binge-watching all ten episodes of the show. About ten minutes into it, though, everything seemed familiar. Then it clicked, I have read the books that this show is on, Rebecca Serle’s Famous In Love series (I read the first two books anyway) It seems like the television version is very different, though.
Basiclaly, this is a fairy tale around Paige (Bella Thorne) who gets ‘discovered’ as the leading lady of a movie franchise, and well, you could probably tell what happens after. In the book, there is a love trisngle between her two leading men in the film, but here, the triangle is between Rainer, her hunky costar (Carter Jenkins) and the other hunky leading man, Jordan. But here, Jordan doesn’t seem to get involved too much with her. Who we get as the third party is Jake (Charlie DePew) her hunky roommate. So Paige gets into the biggest dilemmas of her young life – balancing her economics homework with costume fittings. Oh and also choosing between the hunky co star and the hunk roommate.
Is that enough of a conflict for you ? It’s okay enough for me, I guess as I found myself engrossed. The acting here is just a tad lower than night time soap quality, but it’s not disappointing. No one is expected to deliver heavy emotions, so for the most part everyone delivers. Thorne is appealing and gorgeous, and Jenkins matches in appeal and gorgeousness. You roll your eyes at some of the developments, but it isn’t any different from, say, ‘Melrose Place’ or ‘Gossip Girl,’ with the show’s healthy dose of unknown father plot points or manipulative momagers. The show delivers exactly what it promises. I liked it enough to get mad at the manipulative cliffhanger at the end of the first season, and I feel I will be extremely mad if I don’t get the resolution to its manipulative season cliffhanger. So there better be a Season 2 if you don;t want me to get angry. You don’t want me angry.
But then again, my laundry was so much smoother.