Jennifer Aniston lets love in and the world changes around her.

Who knew, everyone said.

Incredible.

Jen An –

She’s

an expat with no parents and he’s a homebody wanting to miss family Christmas each year.

She’s got no camping equipment to take for the weekend, tweets about it on her lunch break in line for sushi and he has a prominent social media profile and a sleeping bag to trade.

She’s burned out from her comms job and Decjuba outfits and has inherited $50,000 from her dying grandfather. He’s an emerging life coach seeking investment and they meet in Bali at an ecstatic dance party. She never thought she’d go to a party like that but in those fisherman pants she just felt so free and like she could do anything. And she did.

She’s new to the city and walks into a crystal shop that looks like Diagon Alley. A woman named Amethyst charges her $60, takes her into a room and tells her that there’s a man coming and that it would be difficult but she should say yes because until now she hasn’t and that chardonnay makes for no long-term company. It’s crazy because that weekend she meets an arborist called Kev and despite their clashing cultural backgrounds and his boyish mates, they really like each other. Fate? She thinks. And we watch, knowing the truth.

She’s a travelling gypsy with nowhere to be and he lives at home with his dog, unable to leave it behind.

She’s a fiercely independent chartered accountant with no time for anyone that isn’t something. He’s spent his life being something until a terrible accident strikes him down and they meet in an extraordinarily unlikely set of circumstances and she has to decide how much she can give up for love.

He’s bogan. She’s not. She’s like, I have classy friends and we go to fusion restaurants and hire Air BnBs to make cheese platters and go to wineries all weekend. He’s like, that sounds like hell I just want to go hunting. But there is something there, despite his terrible text language. She learns to take flasks of gin and tonic possum shooting.

Her best friend breaks up with her partner and Jen spends the whole day, week, month wondering if love even exists. If all the weddings she spends her summers going to will eventually end in divorce. That summer she meets a divorcee – she’s in a lilac dress and he’s like wow, I’ve never seen a woman dance like that before and she’s like wow, you’re so wise and you notice small things like colour inflections and the way things move. How uncanny, the bride and the groom say as they watch from afar.

She’s been diagnosed with a chronic illness which means she’s tired all the time and he’s a triathlete that can’t stop moving. He breaks his leg and can’t get off the couch for weeks. She starts to get better. The yin and yang is uncanny.

He’s a successful high paid stock broker seeking someone to validate his life and she’s a wandering designer with no compass or arrow. Why don’t you own a house, he asks. Why don’t you ever travel, she responds. It’s very 10 Things I hate About You for Jen and she wonders if maybe that’s what it takes for true love – something completely off brand. This one’s an enigmatic indie movie with no definitive finish.

He likes sports and she doesn’t care for football. Three months into dating she finds herself the only woman in a zebra printed shisha bar streaming the premier league and texts her friend – is this it? How do you know it’s love? And her friend answers – because you will go anywhere with them. She wonders if she wants to.

In each situation they meet and everyone’s like ‘oh my god it’s love’ and she’s like ‘mm maybe but maybe it isn’t’ and then she does this dance back and forth until finally, at the end it isn’t about whether or not it’s love or that all the other stars lined up for it to work - it’s bigger than that.

It’s whether or not she lets them.