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watching all of this with dropped jaws and incredulous laughter

Initial Considerations

When I finished the second episode, I could not stop thinking about those who, in one way or another, criticized *To My Shore*.

My apologies in advance. There is no ill intent here—only an uncontrollable reaction to the contrast between what we are witnessing now and what *To My Shore* once delivered.

Let me be clear: I loved *To My Shore*. Perhaps that is precisely why I have never written about it. I intend to rewatch it calmly and only then share my thoughts on MDL.

That said, even having seen only two episodes, *Yesterday* cannot be postponed.

The narrative duality presented in the first two episodes borders on the absurd. The discrepancy between timelines is striking, and the excessive, poorly positioned time jumps do not enrich the plot; instead, they disorient the viewer, leaving us suspended in a constant state of bewilderment—confused, adrift, and repeatedly asking ourselves: *what exactly is happening here?*

In the first arc, set one year earlier, we are introduced to Veir: a wealthy, handsome, intelligent young man, apparently well established within his family’s business empire. As the only son, he is portrayed as the natural heir, fully supported by his father, a powerful and successful businessman.

Veir presents himself as polite, refined, and ostensibly principled, openly claiming to despise lies and injustice. Yet this moral posture proves to be conditional. His “good man” façade lasts only as long as it serves his interests. Kelvin is one such interest. Once the conquest is achieved, Veir wastes no time in clarifying his emotional detachment: no commitment, no emotional ties, only casual sex. For him, intimacy is transactional, stripped of affection or consequence.

Parallel to Veir, we meet Kelvin—the marginalized, humiliated, submissive, and undeniably gentle figure of the story. The second son of another magnate, Kelvin exists in a paradoxical position: despite his status, he functions almost as a servant within the household. His suffering becomes a silent catalyst for Veir’s attention. Veir, perhaps unconsciously, begins to offer subtle support, while simultaneously orchestrating a seduction devoid of responsibility or emotional accountability.

The first episode also introduces two other key characters. Ken, the eldest son of the Kim family, is portrayed as morally bankrupt and utterly incompetent—a character defined by cruelty. He persistently humiliates Kelvin, his younger brother, and aspires to an arranged marriage with Lalin, another central figure. Lalin remains largely unreadable at this stage, but one thing is clear: she despises Ken and resents the obligation imposed by her father, yet another powerful patriarch in this narrative of wealth and control.

Then comes the second episode, where the story takes a far more disturbing turn.

One year later—an interval that feels narratively insufficient—we encounter a Veir who is almost unrecognizable. The confident, arrogant heir has been reduced to a fearful, emotionally needy man on the run, fleeing desperately, “like the devil fleeing the cross,” now inexplicably trapped under Kelvin’s control. He becomes the victim of kidnapping not once, but twice, and yet responds with a disturbing passivity. Even more troubling is his submission to sex as a means of securing financial leverage for his father—a choice presented without sufficient psychological grounding, rendering it unsettling rather than tragic.

Kelvin, in turn, undergoes an equally radical—and far more alarming—transformation. The once gentle, oppressed figure emerges as an executioner: obsessive, sexually coercive, and deeply toxic. Now armed with power, he intimidates and dominates the very man who once held emotional and social advantage over him. What was previously subtextual suffering becomes overt cruelty, and the dynamic shifts from imbalance to outright abuse.

And that is where we stand. Two episodes that are undeniably intense, yet frustratingly opaque, offering little indication of whether redemption—moral, emotional, or narrative—is even possible for either protagonist.

I confess my curiosity remains intact. Had this drama been produced in China, it would almost certainly have been halted by censorship.

And here we are—whether admirers or critics of *To My Shore*—watching all of this with dropped jaws and incredulous laughter.

Sorry, everyone.

Enjoy the ride. Watch it.

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One of the most delightful BLs I’ve watched in a long time.

It’s over… and I’m feeling so bittersweet, honestly!
It’s been a long time since I’ve looked forward to Mondays with this much excitement—and now it’s gone, I already miss it so much.

Forget the haters and their discouraging comments. The drama might not be perfect, but it’s without a doubt one of the most delightful BLs I’ve watched in a long time.

And to those who called the romance inappropriate, forced, or meaningless—ironically, that was the very reason it was all worth it.

The soundtrack is gorgeous, the couples are adorable and so talented.

The production struck the perfect balance between drama, friendship, family struggles, gentle touches of comedy, meaningful life lessons, growth, passion, and love.

It’s hard to let it go, but I know that someday I’ll watch it all over again—just for the pure joy of feeling this happy.

I couldn’t recommend it enough.

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Este é um daqueles momentos em que me pergunto: Até onde as críticas altamente positivas me levam a continuar um drama? Juro que não sei...
Estou aqui por Leo Wu e Zhao Lusi, é fato. Gosto muito de ambos os atores e, lógico, a tendência natural é ir atrás do que eles produzem.
Mas, confesso, este drama é decepcionante em vários aspectos. Aí, muitos diriam, apenas no início e fazendo um comentário destes?!
É, deveras frustrante, eu sei.
Um início promissor. Inúmeros tags propagados, poucos desenvolvidos de modo satisfatório. A parte histórica é vaga, a parte política ruim, a parte estratégica cheia de buracos e falhas de execução. Uma protagonista que , por mais inteligente que se dizem, nada ou pouco convenceu. Cenas de desenhos nos clímax de ação que, para muitos, foi uma grande jogada de marketing e, para outros, uma forma econômica para mascarar a falta de recursos, para mim, foi apenas broxante. Falhas de continuidade com sumiço, por várias cenas, de personagens principais e coadjuvantes. Personagens coadjuvantes mais interessantes, porém pouco desenvolvidos.
Se quer o talento impecável de Leo Wu teve significado até aqui. Tudo isto sem falar nas cenas de crueldade com os cavalos, provocadas inclusive pela própria protagonista “inteligente “.
Assim sendo, numa ultima tentativa de não derrubar, me vejo obrigada a passar algumas cenas, compensando assim, a sensação de tempo perdido. Sorry, galera fã!

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