They’re the radiant twenty/thirty-somethings who managed to live in Manhattan without prostituting themselves and drank so much coffee that pure java must have run through their veins. They’re Friends!
There’s Rachel, who ditched her fiancée on the altar and ran screaming into the now non-chubby arms of pal Monica. Monica is slightly doo-lally when it comes to dirt and has a geeky brother called Ross.
Ross is secretly in love with Rachel, but currently has a child by his lesbian life and is too confused to express his feelings to Rachel - but then he does. Across the hall from Monica is Chandler, who has a series of vague jobs and doesn’t like Thanksgiving. Chandler lives with almost-actor Joey and rather than children, they have a chick and a duck together. Then there’s Phoebe, who once lived with Monica and plays the guitar. They all pale in comparison with Gunther, who is the best.
The group hang out at Central Perk, a local coffee joint with a really clever name, and try to resolve their various love, career, family and sports quandaries. These relationships are further complicated by constant inter-mingling.
Ross and Rachel yo-yo between love and loathing, and when they’re off, they’re really off. Chandler and Monica hook up in secret, while Joey decides he loves Rachel. And Phoebe has possibly been married many times before.
While these complications are sorted out, a myriad of stars join the party including Brad Pitt, Bruce Willis, Jean Claude Van Damme and The Krankies. Ok, not The Krankies, but they would have been good. As Gunther’s Scottish family or something.
So for ten seasons, the Friends came out, danced about that fountain and made us giggle. Swoon in the almighty marvellousness that is Friends!
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