She's being extremely condescending to the fiction writers, I don't know how much more 'Formulaic' the trashiest Harlequin could be compared to her disjointed and cryptic summaries of other people's words that is her nooz reportage.
Romeo and Juliet, Le Mort d'Arthur, The Tales of a Thousand Nights and a Night, Doktor Faustus, Don Quixote, and Casablanca are all of course just formulaic boy-meets-girl stories, and so no doubt unworthy of reading or viewing by a sophisticated and worldly girl reporter who has wildfires that won't burn properly without her attention, dammit!