Sitting in the squishy cinema seats waiting for the preview screening of Crazy Rich Asians made me nervous.
As an Australian-born-Chinese person, there are certain representations of your culture that you see on the big screens that always make you cringe. Masterchef is the rare exception, but at times there are certain stereotypes that range from cringey to down-right offensive.
But five minutes into the film it was clear Crazy Rich Asians wasn’t that. Instead, I laughed, I cried and I nearly booked a holiday to Singapore.
You see, Crazy Rich Asians is the escapist rom-com that takes everything we’ve guiltily missed about the golden age of chick flicks and has turned it into a Gossip Girl, Princess Diaries and The Devil Wears Prada like affair but set against the backdrop of Singapore’s elite.
Throw in the Royal Wedding of Asia, and you’ve got yourself a winning combo.