ROBYN IS A PR at the type of swishy London firm that keeps dirty celebrities clean and powders off their profile with some edge when they’re too straight. She’s a high-flying account executive. Explaining the industry to Melody, her poor beleaguered intern, she says, ‘Just assume that everybody is lying.’
The PR gig is filled with subterfuge, neuroses, glamour, deception, scandal, sex, narcotics and even occasionally crime. Yet it’s a world that is only rarely foraged for TV, perhaps because PRs are conduits to the stars, so not stars themselves. Furthermore, since Jennifer Saunders mined its ludicrous outer reaches to dazzling effect with Absolutely Fabulous everyone thought, why bother?
A whole generation has passed since Ab Fab. The PR kingdom is no longer drowning in Lacroix, liposuction and Lulu. It’s…
