I adore a good British romance (I’ve watched Notting Hill way too many times), and Netflix’s new rom-com My Oxford Year seems to deliver just that. It follows the sparks between a fresh-faced New Yorker starting at Oxford and her very British professor crush. Let’s see how it stacks up on the rom-com scale.

Oh, classic paperbacks—so Oxford!
And she has a Cornell degree?
Her perfectly packed suitcase is making me question her rom-com heroine charm.
Wait, she’s doing a postgraduate degree at Oxford, and her Spanish-speaking family is proud of her. Okay, I’m back on board.

(Her name’s Anna, by the way.)

Did Caroline Calloway inspire this movie?
I know it’s not another William-and-Kate university biopic, but the Britishness (and Anna’s perfectly styled hair) is throwing me off.
Wow, UK dorms are fancy. Where’s the lumpy twin XL mattress and peeling paint from years of Radiohead posters?

Oh no, Anna got splashed by a car!
Fish and chips will fix it.
Surely most Americans know what cod is… right?

Who’s this handsome guy with the stern redhead?
Can you actually order “mushy peas” in England?
We all love a man who has to dodge exes in public, don’t we?
Oh no—this is the guy who splashed Anna!

Aw, I want to run around Oxford in a cute ribbon tie. So charming!
Wait, the vaguely hot guy from the fish and chip shop is teaching Anna’s class?
They’re reading Edna St. Vincent Millay at Oxford? The vibes are strong.

I like the couch in the male lead’s office.
(What’s his name again?)
OMG, the Knives Out sweater!

I’m bored. Sorry.
Wait, maybe the redhead isn’t mean? It’s so hard to tell with Brits.

Personally, I find it hot when men drunkenly rant about American imperialism, but that’s just me.
Wait—never mind, he’s racist. Ugh, I hate him.
Good for Anna for dumping water on his crotch.

Please let true love convince her not to take that Goldman Sachs job.

Okay, the male lead’s name is Jamie, and he’s a secret musician?
Now Anna’s making him perform in public. How quirky!
Ooh, are they eating doner kebab?
First kiss time!
Fancy dress party!

I do not like this rival guy’s face.
This Millay-themed outing is supposed to be dreamy, but I’m still bored.

Finally—rainy romance in England! In a luxury car, no less.
I want sticky toffee pudding (or whatever dessert they’re sharing). No euphemism—I just want the actual dessert.

That sparkly minidress is cute.
Is the lighting in this movie weird, or is it my TV?

You can’t have Oxford without random rowing.
Remember Bridget Jones where Daniel Cleaver falls into the water? Now I just want to rewatch that.
(Or as Jessica from Too Much calls it, British Jones—”SHE’S BRITISH!”)

A recent grad with an inherited house? Lock it down, Anna!
The Boat Race does look fun.

Oh no, Jamie’s sick? And now he’s yelling at Anna to leave?
What is this, a Jane Eyre twist?

Biking while crying—been there, done that in my 20s. Not fun.
Oh no, Jamie lost his brother and has the same genetic disease.
Didn’t realize we were getting Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants levels of tragedy.
(Now I’m thinking about Bailey’s death in that movie… and crying.)

Back to the story—rain, tears, kissing, you know the drill.

That yellow dress is giving How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days vibes (in the best way).
“I’m gonna get drunk and go on a fucking Ferris wheel.” Love it.Jamie’s mom! There’s a gay subplot!

I adore the phrase “chin wag,” and Anna’s right—it totally sounds like jaw surgery.

Oh no, Jamie collapsed!

Ugh, I’m jealous of my UK friends who can hop over to any European vacation spot so easily. Then again, we Americans have Buc-ees.

I really want a silk driving headscarf, though I doubt it has the same vibe in my messy Honda Fit as it would in a vintage convertible.

Casual castle reveal at home! Croquet!

Does Jamie kind of look like a young Tom Cruise?

“Giorgio Armani trained as a doctor.” Love the fashion history tidbit, gay bestie!

Yay, who cares about Goldman Sachs now?

It’s graduation day! Somehow! Or do Oxford students just dress up for the last day of class?

Wait… does Jamie die? And Anna… takes his job? And serves his traditional first-day-of-class cake?

Well, that ending was unexpected.