

One of Netflix's biggest blunders is the new, mock-documentary series starring Meghan Markle. It's part of the agreements the Duke and Duchess of Sussex signed with the platform when the couple seemed to be at the height of their popularity, standing up to the British royal family. It's now obvious that Prince Harry and his wife not only lack any audiovisual criteria, but that everything they can contribute is contrived, vulgar, and offensively classist. Each of the eight episodes of With love, Meghan They could perfectly be Tik Tok videos of anyone tradwife American. Meghan is playing hostess in a grotesque farce. In a house that isn't hers, in a garden that doesn't belong to her, and in a kitchen that looks like a set for a furniture magazine, she pretends to receive some of her friends with great elegance and artificial enthusiasm. Friends trained to suck up to her and behave as Mrs. Sussex expects. She even has the nerve to correct a friend who dares to mention her by name: "No one would have imagined that Meghan Markle once ate at this fast-food..." and the protagonist, with the repulsion of someone claiming a status, makes a clarification: "I find it funny that you call me Meghan Markle. You know that now I am Sussex..." and makes a kind of argument about the importance of sharing the surname with her children and claiming the value of the family.
Meghan Markle's series is an altar to her egocentrism. She is dedicated to preparing cooking recipes -of dubious results- and making all kinds of manuals: with the beeswax that she collects herself, some toasts with flower petals, some crostinis Butterfly with caprese, exfoliating masks, and bags with miniature garden tools to plant a pea in a pot. The most blatant is the props. All the products are placed in glass jars and covered with cork or linen, as if she herself picked it from the majestic garden. There is a natural, organic, sustainable, and eco-friendly appearance, as if we were traveling two centuries back, but in a context of Instagrammation of reality, where the dog's colors are in keeping with the apron. All the shades range from white to beige. Friends react with fascination: "Oh! It's adorable and delicious!" "Oh! The kids will love it!" With love, Meghan It's a vile and obscene joke, normalizing the customs of the most leisurely aristocracy by feigning simplicity in their ways, hoping to get us to swallow their worldly spirit, connecting with nature. During the Renaissance, the aristocracy had themselves painted amid bucolic landscapes. These were works that reminded them of their status as landowners and showcased their properties. With love, Meghan It's the same thing transferred to the world of platforms. An exercise in boasting that, lacking a crown, seeks to assert status and lineage through the most cynical and stupid approach.