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He Learned to Hide His Crazy
THE UNHINGED LIVE-WATCH NOTES 📝
Let me take you on the journey that was watching this absolute fever dream:
The premise hits: Reborn revenge where the twist is HE’S the one who remembers being a psychopath and has to actively suppress his “chain women to furniture” instincts as a ROMANCE STRATEGY. Incredible. Revolutionary. This man’s entire character arc is “learn to hide the crazy long enough to get the girl.” I’m OBSESSED.
The face situation: That smirk. THAT SMIRK. Liang Si Wei looked at the camera like he knows what he’s doing to us and he’s enjoying it. Sir, this is WEAPONIZED attractiveness. This should be illegal. I need a minute. Several minutes. I need to lie down……
Unexpected production value: The MUSIC? It’s actually good? It’s HOPPIN? In a vertical drama? Someone spent budget on the soundtrack instead of just looping the same piano track for 90 minutes? I’m SHOOK.
The coconut incident: THIS MAN JUST CASUALLY USED A DIAMOND RING THE SIZE OF MY ENTIRE MORTGAGE PAYMENT TO CRACK OPEN A COCONUT. A COCONUT. TROPICAL FRUIT. He looked at this massive rock and thought “you know what this is good for? COCONUT BREAKING.” The disrespect to both coconuts and capitalism. The AUDACITY. I’m screaming. This is the most expensive fruit-opening in television history and I CANNOT.
The internal conflict: Listen, I know this is problematic. I KNOW. But when Liang Si Wei is on screen looking like THAT with THOSE ABS and THAT FACE, I found myself thinking “you know what, piano chains don’t sound SO bad.” I’m aware I need therapy. I’m AWARE. But also he can kidnap me anytime. I’m a mess. We’re all a mess. This man is dangerous and I’m volunteering as tribute.
THE BODYGUARD REVOLUTION: HOLD. THE. PHONE. This man hired a LADY BODYGUARD to PROTECT the FL? A professional! Security! Person! To keep her SAFE! Not “I’ll be jealous and possessive and that counts as protection”—actual HIRED SECURITY with TRAINING and WEAPONS! In VERTICAL DRAMA LAND where FLs get kidnapped every 14 minutes with ZERO professional security measures! This is the most thoughtful thing I’ve ever seen a vertical drama ML do! Someone get this man a trophy for “Most Likely to Understand That Professional Security Is Better Than Toxic Jealousy”! UNPRECEDENTED!
The ex-fiancé’s brain cell count: This DUMBASS had an affair with fake sister—HER FAKE SISTER—and is out here confused why she won’t return his calls. Sir. SIR. You cheated. WITH HER FAKE FAMILY MEMBER. And you’re standing there with your one shared brain cell wondering why she blocked you? The cognitive dissonance is breathtaking. The audacity is STUNNING. I want to study him in a lab.
Character development (or lack thereof): She’s a painter! How do we know? Because she painted ONE (1) painting. In ONE (1) scene. Character ESTABLISHED! Career CONFIRMED! Never mind that actual painters paint multiple things, this is vertical drama land where one prop = entire personality. She could’ve been holding a stethoscope for all the character depth it provided.
Second ML’s mobility crisis: The Second ML is supposed to be injured and on crutches. SUPPOSED to be. This man is fighting those crutches like they personally insulted his family. He can’t OPERATE them. It’s like watching someone lose a fight with inanimate objects. He’s a GOOBER. Casting said “can you use crutches?” and he said “how hard could it be?” VERY HARD, apparently. Physical comedy was not intentional but DELIVERED.
Let me take you on the journey that was watching this absolute fever dream:
The premise hits: Reborn revenge where the twist is HE’S the one who remembers being a psychopath and has to actively suppress his “chain women to furniture” instincts as a ROMANCE STRATEGY. Incredible. Revolutionary. This man’s entire character arc is “learn to hide the crazy long enough to get the girl.” I’m OBSESSED.
The face situation: That smirk. THAT SMIRK. Liang Si Wei looked at the camera like he knows what he’s doing to us and he’s enjoying it. Sir, this is WEAPONIZED attractiveness. This should be illegal. I need a minute. Several minutes. I need to lie down……
Unexpected production value: The MUSIC? It’s actually good? It’s HOPPIN? In a vertical drama? Someone spent budget on the soundtrack instead of just looping the same piano track for 90 minutes? I’m SHOOK.
The coconut incident: THIS MAN JUST CASUALLY USED A DIAMOND RING THE SIZE OF MY ENTIRE MORTGAGE PAYMENT TO CRACK OPEN A COCONUT. A COCONUT. TROPICAL FRUIT. He looked at this massive rock and thought “you know what this is good for? COCONUT BREAKING.” The disrespect to both coconuts and capitalism. The AUDACITY. I’m screaming. This is the most expensive fruit-opening in television history and I CANNOT.
The internal conflict: Listen, I know this is problematic. I KNOW. But when Liang Si Wei is on screen looking like THAT with THOSE ABS and THAT FACE, I found myself thinking “you know what, piano chains don’t sound SO bad.” I’m aware I need therapy. I’m AWARE. But also he can kidnap me anytime. I’m a mess. We’re all a mess. This man is dangerous and I’m volunteering as tribute.
THE BODYGUARD REVOLUTION: HOLD. THE. PHONE. This man hired a LADY BODYGUARD to PROTECT the FL? A professional! Security! Person! To keep her SAFE! Not “I’ll be jealous and possessive and that counts as protection”—actual HIRED SECURITY with TRAINING and WEAPONS! In VERTICAL DRAMA LAND where FLs get kidnapped every 14 minutes with ZERO professional security measures! This is the most thoughtful thing I’ve ever seen a vertical drama ML do! Someone get this man a trophy for “Most Likely to Understand That Professional Security Is Better Than Toxic Jealousy”! UNPRECEDENTED!
The ex-fiancé’s brain cell count: This DUMBASS had an affair with fake sister—HER FAKE SISTER—and is out here confused why she won’t return his calls. Sir. SIR. You cheated. WITH HER FAKE FAMILY MEMBER. And you’re standing there with your one shared brain cell wondering why she blocked you? The cognitive dissonance is breathtaking. The audacity is STUNNING. I want to study him in a lab.
Character development (or lack thereof): She’s a painter! How do we know? Because she painted ONE (1) painting. In ONE (1) scene. Character ESTABLISHED! Career CONFIRMED! Never mind that actual painters paint multiple things, this is vertical drama land where one prop = entire personality. She could’ve been holding a stethoscope for all the character depth it provided.
Second ML’s mobility crisis: The Second ML is supposed to be injured and on crutches. SUPPOSED to be. This man is fighting those crutches like they personally insulted his family. He can’t OPERATE them. It’s like watching someone lose a fight with inanimate objects. He’s a GOOBER. Casting said “can you use crutches?” and he said “how hard could it be?” VERY HARD, apparently. Physical comedy was not intentional but DELIVERED.
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