Last modified on Thu 18 Feb 2021 20.10 EST For a long time, I resisted watching Love because the premise offended me. From the outside, it looked like another example of what Vulture call the attractiveness gap: the well-honed TV trope that men “with barely any redeeming qualities” can somehow pull an impossibly beautiful woman. I can’t remember what eventually convinced me to start watching but once I did, I realised my first impression was wrong. Sort of, anyway. Love is a story of dweeby guy-meets-hot girl, but for reasons that become clear by the end of its first season, it’s not unaware that it has cast a mismatched couple. In fact, that’s kind of the crux of the show. Despite my initial hesitation, I have now watched the entirety of Love three times over – and the final season only aired in 2018. Reader: I love Love.