Romantic Comedy
by Curtis Sittenfeld
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"Sally Milz is a sketch writer for The Night Owls, the late night live comedy show that airs each Saturday. With a couple of heartbreaks under her belt, she's long abandoned the search for love, settling instead for the occasional hook-up, career success, and a close relationship with her stepfather to round out a satisfying life. But when Sally's friend and fellow writer Danny Horst begins dating Annabel, a glamorous actress who guest-hosted the show, he joins the not-so-exclusive group of show more talented but average-looking and even dorky men at the show-and in society at large-who've gotten romantically involved with incredibly beautiful and accomplished women. Sally channels her annoyance into a sketch called the Danny Horst Rule, poking fun at this phenomenon while underscoring how unlikely it is that the reverse would ever happen for a woman. Enter Noah Brewster, a pop music sensation with a reputation for dating models, who signed on as both host and musical guest for this week's show. Dazzled by his charms, Sally hits it off with Noah instantly, and as they collaborate on one sketch after another, she begins to wonder if there might actually be sparks flying. But this isn't a romantic comedy-it's real life. And in real life, someone like him would never date someone like her . . . right?"-- show lessTags
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Maybe Curtis Sittenfeld just needed a break. That’s the only thing I can think after finishing this cutesy book by an author who can, and often does, write such incisive, multi-faceted literary fiction. Romantic Comedy is about thirty-six-year-old Sally Milz, who has a plum job writing sketches for a Saturday Night Live–type show called The Night Owls. She hasn’t had a serious romantic relationship in years when one day she meets Noah Brewster, a heartthrob musician who’ll be hosting that week’s show. She feels instant chemistry with this man, someone she’s always dismissed as brainless and vain, but doubts the chemistry because she’s an unglamorous “commoner” while he’s alluring enough to date show more anyone he wants. This book is exactly what it looks like: a perfectly pleasant, entertaining storythat unfolds how readers will expect it to, right down to a happily ever after . It will easily satisfy those wanting a happy, non-taxing read. It can't hold a candle to many of Sittenfeld’s other books, but I did like it.
However, Sittenfeld is one of my top-ten favorite fiction writers because she goes the extra mile. Even though she could get away with skimming the surface of her themes--her books could still be enjoyed, even admired--she just can’t not explore deeper. She surprises readers who may expect something straightforward but get that added something that gives a story wow factor and makes it memorable. I read [b:Rodham|50253429|Rodham|Curtis Sittenfeld|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1580749557l/50253429._SY75_.jpg|75164713] two years ago and [b:Prep|9844|Prep|Curtis Sittenfeld|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1386925666l/9844._SY75_.jpg|2317177] and [b:American Wife|2807199|American Wife|Curtis Sittenfeld|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1441087673l/2807199._SY75_.jpg|2833088] years before that, yet they’re well alive in my mind and are books I recommend often because their plots travel in unexpected directions and go there in probing emotion. Romantic Comedy risks being unmemorable because it doesn’t venture out or probe--at least not totally. When the plot thickens, Sittenfeld can’t resist being Sittenfeld with some scenes showingSally struggling to accept that someone so handsome and desirable could be interested in her . These scenes briefly comment on both the strange celebrity-commoner divide and the idea that, looks-wise, society wants couples to be on the same par. But aside from these small smarter parts, Romantic Comedy feels like Sittenfeld pretending to be superficial and breezy. And in the end, she did accomplish that. Her newest book is only another trivial romance in a swelling sea of trivial contemporary romances, its bubblegum-pink cover art mutely acknowledging its bubblegum plot.
Nevertheless, one Sittenfeld signature is all over this book: the extensive research she put in. Before writing, Sittenfeld researches her topics to death, and she did that for late-night comedy programming by reading (articles and numerous books), listening (podcasts), and viewing (a documentary and Saturday Night Live’s YouTube channel). All that work comes through overwhelmingly. Chapter one--which, at nearly 120 pages, is more like “Part One”--is devoted entirely to Sally’s career and feels like an excuse for Sittenfeld to show off all that her research taught her. She treats readers to the nitty-gritty of the job, right down to the hour: The chapter is divided into sections headed by a timestamp. Her dedication to researching is admirable, and all the behind-the-scenes information is interesting, but her presence is acutely felt in this chapter, while the romance is neglected until Part Two (chapter two, technically). The storytelling is lopsided and the pacing off. She so obviously overdid chapter one that I’m surprised she didn’t notice the need for restraint.
Chapter two is better, but romance-writing isn’t really in Sittenfeld’s wheelhouse. Her plot lacks romance and passion, and interaction between the leads involves too much hyperactive, buddy-ish bantering. Nevertheless, lots of readers will love this book, and that’s understandable: It’s uplifting, a pure fantasy escape read offering a vivid and true-to-life depiction of a unique career. The male lead is one-dimensional but a perfect gentleman, saintly to a degree that isn’t laughable only because the genre forgives it; in romance, realism isn’t the point. And Sally is a character who can be rooted for, despite really needing to dial down her exhausting exuberance. I went with the flow of all this, but unfortunately, I could never feel more than like for this novel because Sittenfeld followed the unspoken rule that romance books can’t be smart or hard-hitting. Except when it comes to research, this book doesn’t do full justice to her talent--and it could have. Romantic Comedy is worth reading, but to really know and appreciate this author, it’s not the best choice. show less
Maybe Curtis Sittenfeld just needed a break. That’s the only thing I can think after finishing this cutesy book by an author who can, and often does, write such incisive, multi-faceted literary fiction. Romantic Comedy is about thirty-six-year-old Sally Milz, who has a plum job writing sketches for a Saturday Night Live–type show called The Night Owls. She hasn’t had a serious romantic relationship in years when one day she meets Noah Brewster, a heartthrob musician who’ll be hosting that week’s show. She feels instant chemistry with this man, someone she’s always dismissed as brainless and vain, but doubts the chemistry because she’s an unglamorous “commoner” while he’s alluring enough to date show more anyone he wants. This book is exactly what it looks like: a perfectly pleasant, entertaining story
However, Sittenfeld is one of my top-ten favorite fiction writers because she goes the extra mile. Even though she could get away with skimming the surface of her themes--her books could still be enjoyed, even admired--she just can’t not explore deeper. She surprises readers who may expect something straightforward but get that added something that gives a story wow factor and makes it memorable. I read [b:Rodham|50253429|Rodham|Curtis Sittenfeld|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1580749557l/50253429._SY75_.jpg|75164713] two years ago and [b:Prep|9844|Prep|Curtis Sittenfeld|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1386925666l/9844._SY75_.jpg|2317177] and [b:American Wife|2807199|American Wife|Curtis Sittenfeld|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1441087673l/2807199._SY75_.jpg|2833088] years before that, yet they’re well alive in my mind and are books I recommend often because their plots travel in unexpected directions and go there in probing emotion. Romantic Comedy risks being unmemorable because it doesn’t venture out or probe--at least not totally. When the plot thickens, Sittenfeld can’t resist being Sittenfeld with some scenes showing
Nevertheless, one Sittenfeld signature is all over this book: the extensive research she put in. Before writing, Sittenfeld researches her topics to death, and she did that for late-night comedy programming by reading (articles and numerous books), listening (podcasts), and viewing (a documentary and Saturday Night Live’s YouTube channel). All that work comes through overwhelmingly. Chapter one--which, at nearly 120 pages, is more like “Part One”--is devoted entirely to Sally’s career and feels like an excuse for Sittenfeld to show off all that her research taught her. She treats readers to the nitty-gritty of the job, right down to the hour: The chapter is divided into sections headed by a timestamp. Her dedication to researching is admirable, and all the behind-the-scenes information is interesting, but her presence is acutely felt in this chapter, while the romance is neglected until Part Two (chapter two, technically). The storytelling is lopsided and the pacing off. She so obviously overdid chapter one that I’m surprised she didn’t notice the need for restraint.
Chapter two is better, but romance-writing isn’t really in Sittenfeld’s wheelhouse. Her plot lacks romance and passion, and interaction between the leads involves too much hyperactive, buddy-ish bantering. Nevertheless, lots of readers will love this book, and that’s understandable: It’s uplifting, a pure fantasy escape read offering a vivid and true-to-life depiction of a unique career. The male lead is one-dimensional but a perfect gentleman, saintly to a degree that isn’t laughable only because the genre forgives it; in romance, realism isn’t the point. And Sally is a character who can be rooted for, despite really needing to dial down her exhausting exuberance. I went with the flow of all this, but unfortunately, I could never feel more than like for this novel because Sittenfeld followed the unspoken rule that romance books can’t be smart or hard-hitting. Except when it comes to research, this book doesn’t do full justice to her talent--and it could have. Romantic Comedy is worth reading, but to really know and appreciate this author, it’s not the best choice. show less
I don't think I've ever read a book that lays a character's insecurities and inner monologues bare in a better way. In addition to baring Sally's soul, it's fast paced, witty and features a great supporting cast of characters. I very much enjoyed every word
Sally is a writer for a sketch comedy show (obviously Saturday Night Live) and the first section of the novel covers a single week in which she works on a sketch called The Danny Horst Rule, about how ordinary-looking male comedians often end up with gorgeous stars, but the reverse never happens. She also works a lot with the week's host, a gorgeous musician. You can see where this is going, right? Yes, and also this is a great how-the-sausage-is-made look at a writer's job at SNL. I enjoyed this section enormously. Talented people doing a complicated thing and two witty people flirting? Five stars, no notes.
In the second section, all tension and interest is bled out of the novel. Sally and the hunky musician are quarantined in show more different states, he in his California mansion, she in Kansas City, living with an elderly relative. So they email. And the emails are exactly what would flow between two people who don't know each other well. Lots of do-you-have-any-pets? kind of questions, and long descriptions of their daily routines. There is no man hunky enough for me to maintain interest through a description of his work-out routine. But I made it through this section. One star, would edit down to six brief text messages.
The third section is about two people in their late thirties figuring out how to make a relationship work. It's nice enough, and who is going to complain about reading about nice people doing nice things and settling into a life of obscene wealth together? Me, a little. Happy for them, would rather read about almost anything else. Three stars, mainly because Sittenfeld is a very good writer who can make buying a shower chair at Target almost worth reading about.
So a mixed bag. show less
In the second section, all tension and interest is bled out of the novel. Sally and the hunky musician are quarantined in show more different states, he in his California mansion, she in Kansas City, living with an elderly relative. So they email. And the emails are exactly what would flow between two people who don't know each other well. Lots of do-you-have-any-pets? kind of questions, and long descriptions of their daily routines. There is no man hunky enough for me to maintain interest through a description of his work-out routine. But I made it through this section. One star, would edit down to six brief text messages.
The third section is about two people in their late thirties figuring out how to make a relationship work. It's nice enough, and who is going to complain about reading about nice people doing nice things and settling into a life of obscene wealth together? Me, a little. Happy for them, would rather read about almost anything else. Three stars, mainly because Sittenfeld is a very good writer who can make buying a shower chair at Target almost worth reading about.
So a mixed bag. show less
This filled a hole I didn't even know I had! Who knew I needed a little SNL inspired romcom?!? This book was witty, charming, and so much fun. Hell it made me want to start watching SNL live again (it's been years since I've done that!). Sally is a writer at TNO, a live comedy sketch show (think SNL) who is perfectly content to stay behind the scenes and write. When Noah Brewster comes on to host the show AND perform (he's a pop star) she finds herself working with him a lot. There might be sparks or she might be reading way too into it. Romantic Comedy is about trusting your gut, letting your guard down, and believing that you are worthy. Laugh out loud funny - I adored all the characters - such a fun read!
Just wonderful. I loved Sally, and spending time with her backstage at Saturday Night Live (renamed, but the author clearly did her homework) in the first act was a treat. The second, set during the 2020 lockdowns, felt uncomfortably real. Very highly recommended.
I strongly dislike romantic comedies, be they books or movies - but I LOVED this book. The first section, a behind-the-scenes rendering of an episode of a SNL-like TV show from the point of view of Sally, a writer, was just fascinating. Everything about it was fascinating - the writing craft, the other characters, Sally's doubts, and her overwhelming attraction to Noah, a famous singer appearing on and hosting the show. The second section, taking place during the pandemic, was interesting because of that and because it portrayed how Sally and Noah were getting to know each other, dragged just a bit (but didn't bring down my five stars!). And then the last section, where they got together and lived happily ever after, was just so show more satisfying. The only thing better would have been if Noah were real, and if this had been a memoir. show less
Romance is not my genre, and I've had mixed experiences with Sittenfeld's novels, so it was a lovely surprise to find myself so immersed in this novel that I stayed up into the wee hours to finish it. I even loved the lockdown email exchange, and I usually loathe epistolary storytelling. It's emotionally real, the friendships are jealousy-inducing, and it's so sexy when the guy is like, "I'm sorry, I said something wrong. Please let me clarify."
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Elizabeth Curtis Sittenfeld was born August 23, 1975 in Cincinnati, Ohio. She is an American writer. Her titles include: Prep, the tale of a Massachusetts prep school; The Man of My Dreams, a coming-of-age novel and an examination of romantic love; and American Wife, a fictional story loosely based on the life of First Lady Laura Bush. Sittenfeld show more attended Vassar College in Poughkeepsie, New York, before transferring to Stanford University in Palo Alto, California. At Stanford, she studied Creative Writing. At the time, she was also chosen as one of Glamour magazine's College Women of the Year. She earned an MFA from the Iowa Writers' Workshop at the University of Iowa. In 2018 she made the bestseller list with her title, You Think It, I'll Say It. (Bowker Author Biography) show less
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- Canonical title
- Romantic Comedy
- Original publication date
- 2023-04-04
- People/Characters
- Sally Milz; Noah Brewster
- Important places
- Building 66, New York, New York, USA
- Important events
- Covid 19 Pandemic
- Dedication
- For beloved and funny C
- First words
- You should not, I've read many times, reach for your phone first thing in the morning—the news, social media, and emails all disrupt the natural stages of waking and create stress—which is how I'll preface the fact that w... (show all)hen I reached for my phone first thing one morning and learned that Danny Horst and Annabel Lily were dating, I was furious.
- Quotations
- He smiled his big smile at us, and I wondered if his teeth were real or veneers.
"Okay, I need your advice," Danny said. "Annabel is freaking out because she just found out our signs are incompatible. Belly's a Pisces and I'm a Sagittarius."
"Oh my God," I said. "I can't even believe you've lasted this... (show all) long."
My resentment about their relationship and the sketch I'd just pitched notwithstanding, I found Danny's unbridled love for Annabel sweet. Their sincerity and spontaneity and sheer optimism all seemed so misguided, so destined... (show all) to fail, that how could anyone, including a cynic like me, not root for them?
It was shortly after Trump's inauguration, as our democracy started to unravel, that Danny took to calling me Chuckles. This was short for chuckle slut, which was the term for women who slept with comedians, and Danny ... (show all)bestowed the nickname after I told him I'd never once slept with a comedian.
every day, things were said at TNO, often on camera, that would have constituted sexual harassment in any other workplace except the current White House.
I still often recalled an observation made by a writer name Elise with whom I'd overlapped for my first two years, which was that when we nonfamous people talked to famous people, we wanted the encounter to be finished as soo... (show all)n as possible so that we could go describe it to our nonfamous friends.
"For sure, this is my dream job," I said. "Even with the baked-in sexism, even when I'd barely slept. I just can't imagine a job where I laugh more, or the people are more talented and hard-working. And to get paid to make fu... (show all)n of stuff that deserves to be made fun of and have this huge platform—what more could a misanthrope from Missouri wish for?"
He laughed. "Are you a misanthrope from Missouri?"
"Yes and yes."
"I feel that way about my music—like, This counts as a job? Sometimes I get scared that someone is going to tell me the jig is up. I fooled everyone for a couple decades, but now they've realized I'm a fraud."
"What's the fraudulent part? That you don't really know how to play guitar?"
He laughed.
"That could be a sketch, actually," I said. "With you just sort of wiggling your fingers on the strings."
"Actually," he repeated. "See? You do say it a lot. But no, the fraudulence is being rewarded for something I'd gladly do for free. You'd have to be super, super entitled to experience that and never second-guess yourself or at least be amazed by my luck."
"The thing I worry about is overstaying my welcome," I said. "There's supposedly a TNO curse where if you stay too long, you get stale here and you miss the boat on the next stage of your career."
He hadn't wanted to be romantically involved with a person with whom he shared a sense of humor, whereas I hadn't been able to imagine anything better. Or maybe he'd just thought I wasn't pretty. Either way, his aversion had ... (show all)made me question my view of the world, my own beliefs about what attracted two people, to such an extreme degree that I'd given up on romantic partnership completely.
When I saw him from behind as I walked toward the stage—he again wore a light T-shirt and black jeans—I felt a stomach-churning, pulse-quickening swooniness that I was so unaccustomed to I almost didn't recognize it. But ... (show all)I did recognize it, just barely. It was the kind of attraction I'd felt in middle and high school, a full-body, brain-dominating excited terror.
"I'm pretty sure their relationship is real to him."
"Oh come on—as if there's a clear distinction between real and fake for any of us. Aren't we all performing the role of ourselves?"
as I listened to him sing and watched him play guitar, I felt the respect I often felt at TNO for people who not only knew how to do things I couldn't but who were so good at those things that they made them look easy.
If at times his attention to detail seemed ludicrous—he'd decree that a potted plant in a sketch should be moved from the right side of a desk to the left—the counterargument was that he was Nigel Petersen, and the rest o... (show all)f us were not.
In the seconds before a cast member went on, when they were surrounded by a makeup artist, a hair stylist, and someone from wardrobe all making last adjustments, the clusters always reminded me of when the mice and birds in t... (show all)he original Cinderella movie dressed her for the ball.
This was the problem with celebrities, that they could deploy their charisma at will, and you basked in its glow, and then they shifted it away from you and the world reverted to being cold.
I actually think this was a profound lesson about how with incomplete information, we choose our narrative.
She conveyed to me without ever saying it outright that we all have public and private selves, which also was a very important lesson.
On the phone, there was a brief silence, then Noah said, "So I think you should come visit me. And I think we should hang out and keep talking about all the things we've been talking about over email. What do you think of tha... (show all)t?"
"Okay."
"Wait, do you think I'm kidding?"
"Are you kidding?"
"No."
"I wasn't kidding, either. And as luck would have it, my schedule is pretty open now."
He laughed. "So is mine."
"Usually I hate talking on the phone, but I don't hate talking on the phone to you."
"I'll try not to let that go to my head."
"What's the other joke?"
"This one is a little crude."
"Even better."
"I'm so happy that I can't wipe the smile off my penis."
This time, I really, really laughed, and he said, "Seriously, the sound of you laughin... (show all)g—there's nothing else like it."
"I think I'm better at using rage and disappointment to fuel my creativity. Happiness makes me uneasy."
"I believe you that you're bad at dating, but you can be bad at dating and still fall in love once in a lifetime."
"That logic is enticing yet very, very tenuous."
"When you put it like that, it almost makes me sound like a self-sabotaging asshat."
"I'm not going to say the rule doesn't exist, but it's like Santa Claus. It's only real if you believe in it."
Through my mask, his neck smelled the he smelled on waking, some combination of being outside in the woods and bread, and I thought how in the last few weeks, the idea of him had sometimes made me nervous but the reality of h... (show all)im always comforted me.
I wondered if I'd always understood the song a little wrong, or possibly if I'd always understood life a little wrong.
On Tuesday, Noah's publicist released a statement announcing our marriage and suggesting that anyone who wanted to help us celebrate could do so by making a donation to a nonprofit working to elect Democratic women. "We need ... (show all)to offset my reentry into the ultimate heteropatriarchal institution," I'd said, and he'd laughed and replied, "As newlywed wives often tell their husbands." - Last words
- (Click to show. Warning: May contain spoilers.)There are, presumably, texts and tweets and news articles I'm missing, but in those moments none seem all that urgent.
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