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Living with the Enemy isn’t a great movie. I knew it going in. But this is an exercise in wish fulfillment for a certain breed of hetero women, and I’m just here to observe its shenanigans.

This isn’t even the wildest TV movie I’ve seen this week. It’s nowhere near as over-the-top as The Surrogate. Nevertheless, Living with the Enemy hits close to home for me because I worked in the tech industry, had a certain amount of success – if success is judged by extracting money out of the whole thing. I’m nowhere close to being a billionaire but I still very much approach this from a certain perspective.

Let me tell you, this movie makes me love my wife that much more. She dated me when I was broke and living on minimum wage. And despite getting laid off multiple times in different jobs, she’s stuck with me because some things are more important than money. This is how I know I’ve got a good thing going.

Now it’s clear that the protagonist in this film is not drawn to the billionaire because of his money. But let’s be honest. Would we even have a movie here if Mark Humphrey worked at McDonalds?

This movie sure puts the billionaire on a pedestal. Despite being CEO of this company, it’s not his fault for all the terrible things they do! No, it’s his underlings!

The “good” ending here is that Sarah Lancaster gets to enjoy her sexy hunk as well as his money too. Because while money may not buy happiness, it sure accentuates it, right?

Look, I’m not trying to be a killjoy here. Fantasy is fantasy. I dream of playing video games while relaxing in a hot spring. Others dream of sex with a billionaire.

Nevertheless, I’d rather be poor and in love than a billionaire wondering if women are in love with my money instead of me.