Gangnam B-Side

THE WORST OF EVERYTHING

Gangnam B-Side opens with promise, diving into Seoul’s gritty nightlife and setting up a dark, crime-infested world. But what begins as a potentially searing critique of social ills quickly devolves into full-blown exploitation.

The series becomes a parade of graphic violence: Yoon Gil-ho is drenched in blood, women are injected with drugs and left vomiting or self-harming, and brutal imagery floods every episode. Its characters, however, are shallow outlines, tools for shock, not vessels for story.

Gil-ho, detective Kang Dong-woo, and escort Jae-hee are driven by rage and grief, yet never grow or evolve. Prosecutor Min Seo-jin walks a morally grey line, but the show’s surface-level feminism ensures she’s positioned as "one of the good ones" without much nuance.

Women like Jae-hee and Dong-woo’s daughter Ye-seo are written to be brave but ineffective, repeatedly saved by the men. Jae-hee’s final act of rebellion changes nothing except making Gil-ho more tortured.

Gangnam B-Side wants to be edgy and modern, but it sacrifices character for carnage. Ultimately, no matter how gruesome or flashy its scenes are, it doesn’t succeed in making me care. Its characters don’t feel real; they don’t adapt, grow, or even exist beyond their trauma. What’s the point of violence if it’s just noise?

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The Immortal Pimp

The drama should’ve been titled “The Immortal Pimp” 😌👌 because that’s the most accurate summary of the entire series.

Now, let me start by saying I love Ji Chang Wook—he’s one of my favorite Korean actors. But even his charm couldn’t save this mess of a show. This drama is painfully average at best, and honestly, calling it average feels like I’m being generous. Where do I even begin?

First, the characters. Or should I say, cardboard cutouts masquerading as people. There’s absolutely zero character depth, and development? Forget about it. The leads are so one-dimensional it’s almost impressive. They seem to have two modes: evil or dumb—there’s no in-between. It’s like the writers got bored halfway through and decided, "Let’s make everyone insufferable." The only person I remotely cared about was the prosecutor. The rest? I wouldn’t have blinked if they all fell off a cliff.

Then there’s the storytelling. What storytelling, you ask? Exactly. The plot is an incoherent, jumbled mess. It’s like someone threw a bunch of clichés, random violence, and melodrama into a blender and hit "puree." Speaking of violence, it’s completely senseless and over the top. Instead of adding tension, it just feels like a cheap gimmick to shock the audience.

Oh, and let’s talk about those "fights," because apparently, this drama secretly moonlights as a fantasy. Our male leads here are basically superhuman. Fighting dozens of thugs at once, etting stabbed multiple times in the stomach, slashed in the arm, hit with metal pipes? Child’s play. At one point, I half-expected him to regenerate Wolverine-style or start glowing like Iron Man. I mean, seriously, is this supposed to be gritty crime drama or Super Pimp vs. the World? The sheer absurdity of these scenes makes you wonder if someone in the writer’s room mistakenly thought they were working on a Marvel script.

The one redeeming factor should’ve been the cast, right? I mean, the lineup is stacked. But nope, not even they could salvage this train wreck. It’s like watching a group of world-class chefs trying to make a gourmet meal with expired instant noodles.

Re-watch value? Zero. Not even a second glance. For anyone curious about this show, let me save you some time: skip it. Do yourself a favor and watch The Worst of Evil instead if you didn't yet.

Honestly, the only thing this drama succeeded in was making me reconsider my life choices for sticking with it until the end.

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