Critica sin filtro

The show starts with the couple when they were young and then—bam!—a 15-year time jump without warning. The result? You feel nothing for the characters. It’s called First Lady, yet the president barely shows up: one accident, a couple of photos, and a never-ending speech. He’s a ghost in his own story.

This reeks of lazy feminism: he’s reduced to nothing while she’s portrayed as the ultimate heroine. They even show a recovery video that plays like a campaign ad—he’s broken, she saves him. The message is clear: without the First Lady, there is no president. That’s not politics; that’s poorly packaged empowerment.

What’s left is just cheap melodrama—divorce, affairs, family quarrels dressed up with presidential flags. Add to that the ridiculousness: a seven-minute “real” speech (if I can’t stand real politicians, why would I listen to a fictional Korean one?), presidential security that’s a joke—even a K-pop idol has more bodyguards—and scenes that border on parody. In one rally, they arrest an attacker but still let him chat with her… just to spit in her face.

And the final blow: the crowd chants ‘Kiss, kiss!’, they kiss for the cameras… and right there the president tells her: ‘Let’s get a divorce.’ Political intrigue? No. This is just a bad soap opera with presidential lighting