@AtIusvue (& anyone else who’s interested) - here’s the Sunday Times Culture review in full:
Towards the end of the first episode of With Love, Meghan, our eponymous hostess, Meghan, Duchess of Sussex, sits down to eat a slice of honey-lemon cake with her friend Daniel Martin, her make-up artist, who has been there for her “before, during and after”, ie before getting together with the Harry formerly known as Prince.
Before them is a multimillion-dollar vista of the Santa Ynez mountains framed by topiary. So beautiful is everything — so amazing, so expensive — that Martin begins to doubt his very senses. “What is this view?” he exclaims, checking that the chair he is about to sit in is not a hallucination. “I feel like this is all fake.”
But no. It’s all real, every colourful and joyful moment of Meghan’s eight-part show. Well, admittedly it’s not actually her house, it’s a £6.3 million farmhouse in an avocado orchard near Montecito. And I wonder if Meghan is as cavalier about wearing pristine white linens with no apron while whipping up frittatas for Archie and Lilibet.
So consummate is her performance as an awestruck little girl, though, that I really do believe she is this amazed by eggs, this inspired by parfait, this fulfilled by putting peanut butter pretzels in small plastic bags and tying them up with ribbons. As she collects beeswax for candles, she instructs the crew to “talk in our bee voice”, a sort of farm-to-table version of baby speak.
Yet she also enjoys the role of kindergarten teacher to the pampered and clueless of Hollywood, inviting friends over so that they can slightly screw things up for her to calmly fix, or simply express awe.
Martin beholds a crudité platter. “How long did it take to make this?” he pants as if she has secured lasting peace in Ukraine as opposed to chopping some carrots and cucumber. When the actress Mindy Kaling sees her sprinkling flowers on top of a parfait, she exclaims: “What? Are you Tinker Bell?”
I should say I always had a great deal of sympathy for Meghan for the cruel and inhospitable treatment she received in this country. There are plenty of awful things that she was blamed for that were not her fault. But I think this one is on her.
With Love, Meghan makes an inadvertent case for a cynicism consultant in the TV industry alongside other newly created roles like sensitivity reader and intimacy co-ordinator. A cynicism consultant would be someone with a well-developed gag reflex who could strike out all the most emetic dialogue before it reaches the public. Just about anyone British would do. It feels irresponsible to have phrases like “Mamma moments” and “It just looks a little more darling” out there unchallenged.
Then again, With Love, Meghan might serve as a comment on this terrifying new geopolitical era we seem to have entered, to illustrate how the American elite became so out of touch with reality, spooning out yoghurt became a miracle to them