You know… people love to hate Pin. They call her obsessed, selfish, the one who can’t move on. And honestly? They’re not wrong. She IS selfish, but not because she’s cruel. She’s selfish because she’s still trying to hold on to the one thing that made her feel like she mattered. And the world keeps telling her she doesn’t.
But here’s the thing. Even if Pin let go tomorrow, even if she found peace and walked away, Sasin and Saenkaew would still be fucked.
Because it’s 1963. The radios play love songs. Men wear pressed suits. Everything looks polite. But kindness has a checklist, and love comes with terms and conditions. Two men together? That’s not a love story. That’s a problem waiting to ruin someone’s reputation.
Saenkaew’s father is everything wrong with that era wrapped into one man. Proud. Strict. Homophobic. And terrified. Absolutely TERRIFIED of what he sees when he looks at his son. He doesn’t just hate that Saenkaew loves a man. He hates that Saenkaew won’t apologize for it. And that kind of hatred? It doesn’t go away. You can move to another country, change your name, start over. It follows you. It lives in your chest.
Sasin’s the one trying to hold it all together. He’s always looking over his shoulder, always planning three steps ahead. And Saenkaew’s trying to figure out how to just… be. Some nights he still wakes up in a panic. But sometimes, not often, but sometimes, they’ll dance with no music, or eat stale bread at sunrise, and for like two seconds, the world forgets to come for them.
If this story had any mercy, maybe they’d make it to 2025. Maybe they’d be two old men in some quiet house by the sea, laughing about the time their love was illegal. Maybe they’d get to see Thailand finally say it out loud: love is love.
But they probably won’t. Their story ends in 1963. Quiet. Unfinished.
Still. Maybe that’s not the point. Maybe the point is that they loved anyway. And maybe someone down the line gets to love a little easier because they did.
Episode 1 feels like watching someone breathe after holding their breath too long. Everything moves slowly, washed out in that particular kind of light you only get on lazy Tokyo afternoons when the city feels half-empty and you’re wondering where everyone went.
Genichi (Oikawa Mitsuhiro) shares his life with two sleepy dogs, a turtle, and this quiet ache he’s been carrying around. There’s this moment where he’s eating family-sized ice cream by himself, and god, you just *feel* it. The camera doesn’t rush — it holds on wide angles, drifts gently across rooms, catches sunlight filtering through curtains like it’s searching for something that used to be there. The emptiness isn’t dramatic. It’s just… there.
Then Saku shows up (Tegoshi Yuya) — this teacher who looks like he forgot what it feels like to want something. When they finally meet, it’s not some big romantic moment. It’s more like two people bumping into each other because they’ve both been wandering in circles for so long. The show doesn’t try to make it cute or put a bow on it. It just lets it happen.
And honestly? That’s what gets you. Bokutachi-nchi doesn’t announce its emotions or underline them twice. It just sits with you through them. The way it’s shot feels less like a TV show and more like flipping through old photographs. The conversations sound like real people talking — pauses and all. Even when nobody’s saying anything, you feel everything.
So when someone eventually brings up buying a house together, it doesn’t sound wild. It sounds like what it actually is: hope dressed up as practicality. The most heartbreakingly human impulse there is.
Silently manifesting this BL to get unhinged and chaotic. Peace was never an option.😜
If Nawa turns him into a sea vampire I expect bioluminescent fangs and a moonlit pier confession. I bet you’ll be logging PTO as “Phu Time Off” and letting your inbox ferment. Ten episodes of that smile is your wellness plan. 🧜♂️🦷🌙✨
Silently manifesting this BL to get unhinged and chaotic. Peace was never an option.😜
Right? Certified 7.0-star comfort chaos. We’ll be seated like it’s fine dining while the plot eats instant noodles. Phu flirts, Prapai is suss, and somehow we still win. See you in the trenches, dear. 😌🍜✨
This show is exactly my kind of BL. The kind where you have to think about whether or not you really want to know…
Oh absolutely. It’s the kind of BL that warns you it’s going to hurt, and you still walk in smiling like a fool. The beauty and the pain hit at the same time. It’s like being emotionally punched by a poem. And you’re right — when it ends, you’re wrecked but somehow grateful you let it wreck you. That’s when you know a show’s done something real.
Pin: the patron saint of bad decisions made in perfect posture
I love her. I also want to shake her. Both feelings live inside me without fighting.
Pin is someone who’s been polite for so long that when she finally lets herself FEEL something real, it explodes. She’s been quietly swallowing every hurt and humiliation her whole life, and eventually, something just breaks.
But here’s the thing. She had options. Not easy ones, sure, but they were there. And every single time, she chose the path that hurt her but looked RIGHT. She could’ve left. She could’ve started fresh. She could’ve thrown that bouquet and walked out. But she didn’t. She stayed. She smiled. She treated her own suffering like an obligation.
That’s not strength. That’s just hurting yourself with good posture.
She’s hooked on appearing dignified
Pin doesn’t just want to be loved. She wants to WIN. When she realizes Saen Kaew doesn’t love her, she’s not heartbroken over losing him. She’s furious because she lost control. That slap? That wasn’t about love. It was about being made to look like a fool.
She’s angry because someone embarrassed her. And instead of grieving privately, she decides to drag everyone down with her.
It’s dramatic. It’s kind of iconic. It’s also deeply exhausting.
Her pride is so sharp it ends up cutting everyone, including herself.
She turns her heartbreak into a weapon
Pin isn’t helpless. She knows exactly how to make people feel terrible. She wields her pain like a knife. Every word is calculated to hurt. She doesn’t want empathy. She wants payback.
It’s half tragedy, half performance. She needs an audience for her suffering. That’s what makes her so captivating and so hard to watch at the same time.
Sometimes I just wish she’d drop the act and admit that she’s scared and lonely.
She’s aiming at the wrong target
Pin could’ve directed all that anger at the system that boxed them all in. Instead, she goes after Saen Kaew and Sasin, two people who are also trapped. But she can’t see that.
She’s been taught her whole life that breaking the rules means losing everything. So she clings to a world that’s quietly destroying her.
That’s the tragedy. She thinks the cage is keeping her safe.
She’s achingly human
Even with all her flaws, I can’t bring myself to hate her. Under every cutting remark and bad choice is someone who just wanted to be loved the right way. She’s not a villain. She’s scared. She’s proud. She’s HUMAN.
Yes, she’s selfish. Yes, she’s melodramatic. Yes, she torched everything in episode nine. But she also shows us what it looks like when you realize that being perfect doesn’t protect you. It just leaves you alone.
Pin is what happens when the system’s golden child has a breakdown in slow motion.
She’s right and wrong at the same time. Powerful and pathetic. Sympathetic and infuriating.
She’s everyone who’s ever tried to control love instead of just feeling it. Everyone who was too afraid of looking foolish to admit they were falling apart.
And that’s why she stays with you. She’s not the villain. She’s the ghost of every person who played by the rules and still ended up hurt.
Oh my god, episode 9 nearly gave me a heart attack. I swear this lakorn’s writer deserves a shrine. Everything — every twist, every coincidence — just exploded all at once like the universe decided to prank every single character… and us, the audience.
So first, Sasin finally gets discharged after the gunshot incident. Instead of going back to Pin’s family mansion, he takes Rachawadi’s advice and stays with his team member Sanya. Cute setup, right? But then he gets all emo and writes a love letter to Saen Kaew, passing it along through Saen Kaew’s loyal maid, Homthip. Classic romantic self-sabotage.
And that letter. That. Letter. Saen Kaew reads it and just breaks down crying. There’s a line where Sasin tells him, “When you miss me, look at the moon.” It’s poetic, tragic, and exactly what the show’s title is about. But of course, because the gods of drama are cruel, Pin ends up reading the letter too.
Meanwhile, Pin’s dad Bodin already suspects something’s up between Saen Kaew and Sasin, but both he and his wife are too traditional to even imagine a gay relationship. Enter the chaos king himself — Uncle Intra. His wife happens to read a newspaper article about two men getting married, and suddenly he’s like, “That’s it! Saen Kaew must be gay!” His imagination deserves its own award. So he decides to out Saen Kaew during his wedding. Yes, the man actually hatches a full-on scandal plot, sending a spy after Sasin, tipping off Saen Kaew, and planning to catch them together. Villain behavior 101.
His wife even complains that by the time the photos get developed, the wedding will already be over. (Wishing for a Polaroid camera? I screamed.) Meta humor in a lakorn? Genius.
Anyway, Saen Kaew panics after getting the message and runs out like a man possessed, hopping into a cab straight to Sasin’s place. His dad Kamfa and the family servant notice and chase after him. Then Bodin joins the chase too because why not? The universe is clearly running a group project in chaos.
Inside, Sasin and Saen Kaew are finally reunited — teary, tender, doomed. Outside? Absolute pandemonium. Kamfa and Intra are arguing, Bodin shows up, Intra blurts out the truth about Saen Kaew being gay, and Kamfa just stands there in silence like the world’s collapsing. Then they all kick down the door… only to find Pin inside too.
Because yes, Pin read the letter, showed up full of heartbreak and fury, and still somehow had the emotional stamina to dismiss everyone before slapping Sasin across the face so hard I felt it. That’s when she goes full tragic queen. No more victim act. “If I have to cry, everyone cries with me.” She’s determined to marry Saen Kaew anyway — like she’s auditioning for the lead in Revenge: The Musical.
But Saen Kaew escapes mid-ride, running back to Sasin, totally spiraling that his father might hurt him. His panic, his trembling voice, the way he looks at Sasin like he’s already saying goodbye — it wrecked me. I was literally holding my breath.
This show. This beautiful, chaotic, painfully dramatic lakorn. The coincidences shouldn’t work, but somehow they do. The emotions hit like a train. The writing is insane. The writer is a god. I’m not kidding — someone build them a temple. Preferably under the light of the moon.
Look at that target sheet where Pokpong fired FOUR shots and only landed ONE, and it just grazed the arm! That accuracy is insanely high… insanely HIGH at a jaw-dropping sub-5% success rate!
And our boy Jett can keep a straight face and say: “Yeah, not bad! Pretty good!!!” BRUH~~~~ Even Pokpong looks like he can’t believe what he’s hearing lolololol If I were Pokpong, I’d straight up ask Jett “Are you related to ChatGPT or something??” You, Jett, are DEFINITELY a good person. Takes real talent to be this delusional!!!! Or wait, were you planning to send Pokpong out as cannon fodder from the start?
The second episode really leans into the group’s deteriorating situation—they’re running out of food and water, and you can feel the desperation setting in. What struck me was how they respond to this crisis: instead of practical survival talk, they spiral into this extended philosophical discussion about religion, morality, and goodness. It feels almost like a defense mechanism, like they’re trying to make sense of their nightmare through abstract ideas. Through all this, you start to understand who these people really are—Iron’s empathy shines through, Taiyo clearly enjoys stirring up conflict, Marduk seems like the steady presence, and Copper just feels so vulnerable.
Iron’s bite once gets pretty bad and he slips into fever-induced delirium. There’s this scene with Taiyo that left me uncertain about what was actually happening—intimacy for comfort or something more? When Taiyo claims that Iron murmured Marduk and Copper’s names in his delirious state, his reaction hits hard—though we only have Taiyo’s word that this actually happened. His jealousy isn’t subtle anymore, and you realize he’s been harboring these intense feelings for Iron while possibly wanting to drive the others away. Whether Iron really said those names or Taiyo’s using the moment to manufacture conflict is left deliberately unclear, which makes Taiyo feel even more manipulative and untrustworthy.
Then the show takes another surreal turn with those green leaves reappearing as hallucinogens and aphrodisiacs. The sequence with Copper stripping down and clinging to Marduk had me torn between cringing and laughing—it’s so absurd yet oddly fitting for how unhinged everything’s become. That mysterious woman shows up again briefly, and honestly, her presence just deepens my confusion about what’s real.
What keeps nagging at me is how ill-equipped these characters seem for their situation. They don’t act like survivors—they’re more like lost kids play-acting in someone else’s nightmare. The whole episode maintains this dreamlike quality that makes me question whether we’re watching reality, a drug trip, or some elaborate psychological experiment. I’m left with more questions than answers, which I think is exactly what the show wants.
If you actually made it this far, congrats — you’ve just survived what’s basically a dissertation disguised…
As you should, babe! 😂 Let Ao Nang witness Keng’s divine visuals in full HD glory. Consider it a public service. If the locals don’t fall for him after that, they’re clearly immune to beauty. Stick to BLs!!! The fantasy men never disappoint and always bring sunscreen. ☀️💅
Always a joy reading your thorough and accurate analysis of the episode . I loved every minute of it , Daou and…
Right?! Daou and Off-road are out here treating every scene like an Olympic event and we’re just the judges crying in awe. 😂 And yes—the villain is so hateable it’s almost art. Peak “I despise you but also respect your commitment to being awful” energy!
If you actually made it this far, congrats — you’ve just survived what’s basically a dissertation disguised…
LOL not the Spirit Halloween latex ones 💀 You’re so right though — the Naga design here actually slaps. The shimmer, the texture, the whole vibe screams “mythical creature but make it editorial.” The SFX team finally earned their paycheck on this one!
If you actually made it this far, congrats — you’ve just survived what’s basically a dissertation disguised…
Omg queen of taste reporting live from Thailand. Your new pfp is lethal and approved ✅
Khemjira on a laptop still eats. Do the mini-IMAX: full screen, brightness up, captions a size bigger, headphones on. Prop the laptop at the foot of the bed and sip a cold Chang for “surround sound.” If your hotel TV has HDMI or casting, that is instant shrine to Keng’s jawline.
Safe travels and keep the live reactions coming. I am living through you 😘
This episode was pure chaos in the best way possible. So many twists, betrayals, and power plays—these rich brothers are really out here turning a family feud into a blood sport. Poor Pheem’s gonna need therapy after this one.
Tongtong absolutely nailed the role of Chet, the older brother from hell. The guy’s got “villain energy” dripping from every pore. He’s out here trash-talking his little bro Pheem, throwing drinks at his sister Risa, just being the absolute worst. I swear, I’m only watching to see how this man eventually dies.
If I were Pheem, I’d go straight for Park, Chet’s assistant-slash-enabler. Take him out and Chet would self-destruct in 24 hours, no joke. That man’s his own worst enemy. You don’t even have to touch him—he’ll blow himself up eventually.
Also, it turns out Chet’s mom is still alive, and she hasn’t even shown up yet. I’m calling it now—she’s the final boss of this whole mess. Chet’s already dumb as rocks, running around thinking he’s untouchable, but we all know he’s one meltdown away from a full collapse. Park can’t keep saving his ass forever.
The pacing of this show is chef’s kiss. They’re using every plot twist like an onion—peeling layer by layer, just enough each episode to keep you hooked. Like the whole “Pheem hired people to trash Than’s place” plot? They’re dragging that out perfectly. I’m dying to see when Than finally finds out.
And the “first love” plotline? Bruh. They dropped that hint last episode and wasted zero time cashing it in. Now Pheem’s falling deeper and deeper for Than, and I’m over here screaming into my pillow. Auntie Nit’s having the time of her life, stirring the pot while throwing shady commentary like, “Look at you, my little hero-turned-rocket-villain.” Queen behavior.
Also, Daou singing that Isan folk song? Priceless. The man went full country. It’s giving “Thai karaoke night at your drunk uncle’s wedding” and I loved every second.
Now about the drama. This episode went full action movie. We got bodyguards throwing punches, bosses fighting bosses—it was mayhem.
After getting their hands on that fentanyl bottle, Pheem and Than start investigating, and yep, it’s from Pheem’s family hospital. Pheem tattles to his dad, and suddenly he and Than are all giddy like, “Time to destroy Chet!”
Then they hit up a street bar, singing karaoke like besties. Than’s drunk, calling Pheem out like, “Stop playing with my feelings,” and Pheem’s just smirking like, “Who, me?” Than knows this man is bad news but can’t help catching feelings anyway.
We also find out Than doesn’t plan to be Pheem’s bodyguard forever—he wants his cop job back and needs proof to clear his name. Turns out the whole reason he was framed? Chet again, obviously. That snake.
Once they find evidence, Than’s thrilled, thinking freedom’s around the corner. They even drink with the boys to celebrate. That’s when Pheem realizes—oh snap—Than was his childhood first love. Cue flashbacks, cue chaos.
And I gotta say it: when Pheem drives Than home drunk? Sir, that’s a DUI! Someone call Grab!
Anyway, instead of the usual BL trope where someone pukes then immediately gets shirtless, Than goes full nostalgia mode. He finds his old playground, runs straight to it drunk and giggling about how much he loved superheroes as a kid. Then we find out mini-Than once gave mini-Pheem a plastic ring. Man was locking down rich husbands before puberty.
Auntie Nit later spills that little Pheem was already in love with little Than. And honestly, people asking “can kids that young know they’re gay?” Please. I knew I liked pretty boys in kindergarten. Science can back me up later.
Nit even warns him, “If Than finds out the truth, he’ll freak out!” But Pheem’s just sitting there with his evil mastermind grin like, “He’s already in my web. There’s no escape.” Iconic.
Except, plot twist—things fall apart fast. Pheem’s dad digs deeper, finds dirt pointing to Chet, and Chet, being the slimy roach he is, pins it all on some middle manager named Wut, then pays him off and hides him away.
Meanwhile, Chet goes nuclear. He leaks a video of Pheem almost getting assaulted while drugged and gets him fired. The dad turns on Pheem instantly, tells him to get his spoiled butt back to Singapore.
Chet’s so proud of himself he shows up to “see Pheem off,” smirking like, “So, Than, you hit that yet? No? Good. He’d eat you alive.” Bro, shut up.
But okay, credit where it’s due—Chet’s got an iron jaw. Than punched him like five times and he didn’t even bruise. That’s some demon-skin level resilience. Then Chet goes after Risa too, both physically and emotionally, until she’s ready to kill him. Girl literally said, “You wanna war? Let’s f***ing go!”
While all this is happening, Pheem’s gone missing. Than freaks out, tracks down Auntie Nit, and finally learns Pheem’s tragic backstory—dead mom, absent dad, dumped in Singapore as a kid. Brutal.
Than’s heart breaks and he rushes to find him. Cue the shirtless scene. Director, you earned your bonus that day. Than shows up, Pheem opens the door half-naked, and I was like, “Thank you, wardrobe department.”
Than’s trying to be like, “Nice tattoo, bro,” but then Pheem drops his trauma bomb, and the whole vibe dies. Then Pheem breaks down crying, finally showing his soft side. Than hugs him, saying, “You still have Auntie Nit. And you have me.”
And Pheem’s like, “Say less,” and just kisses him. A lot. Like, a lot a lot. Than’s brain short-circuited.
Do we get a sex scene? Honestly, doubtful. Because at the same time, Chet’s ordering Park to pull out a literal box of guns. He’s out for blood.
If we’re lucky, maybe they get to “make love, not war” before the shooting starts. Worst case, they kiss twice and then bullets start flying. But hey, at least they’ll die pretty.
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Risa’s out here seducing Than to test Pheem’s jealousy, and oh boy, it works. Pheem loses it and tells him, “Don’t you dare touch my sister—you can only want me.”
Then it’s bullets, chaos, and some random guy in a suit pushing Pheem against a desk looking like he’s about to do… something not safe for broadcast.
Risa and Pheem team up to take Chet down, but now Than’s turning suspicious, yelling, “Tell me the truth, Pheem! Did you kill him?!”
This show hit #1 trending on X in Thailand right after airing, with over 485K mentions overnight. Not bad for a Saturday primetime slot.
Ratings-wise, it’s killing it. Episodes 1 and 2 were around 1.7 and 1.3, which is solid for weekend TV. Usually weekend shows flop because everyone’s out partying, but this one’s beating Monday-Tuesday dramas easily.
It only lost slightly to The Successor, which is like the rich cousin of Thai TV—super expensive cast, big production, flashy everything. But honestly? They should’ve just spent that money making another BL or GL. It’s what the people want.
Three episodes in, and The Wicked Game is serving every week. Can’t wait to see how Pheem turns the tables next time.
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But here’s the thing. Even if Pin let go tomorrow, even if she found peace and walked away, Sasin and Saenkaew would still be fucked.
Because it’s 1963. The radios play love songs. Men wear pressed suits. Everything looks polite. But kindness has a checklist, and love comes with terms and conditions. Two men together? That’s not a love story. That’s a problem waiting to ruin someone’s reputation.
Saenkaew’s father is everything wrong with that era wrapped into one man. Proud. Strict. Homophobic. And terrified. Absolutely TERRIFIED of what he sees when he looks at his son. He doesn’t just hate that Saenkaew loves a man. He hates that Saenkaew won’t apologize for it. And that kind of hatred? It doesn’t go away. You can move to another country, change your name, start over. It follows you. It lives in your chest.
Sasin’s the one trying to hold it all together. He’s always looking over his shoulder, always planning three steps ahead. And Saenkaew’s trying to figure out how to just… be. Some nights he still wakes up in a panic. But sometimes, not often, but sometimes, they’ll dance with no music, or eat stale bread at sunrise, and for like two seconds, the world forgets to come for them.
If this story had any mercy, maybe they’d make it to 2025. Maybe they’d be two old men in some quiet house by the sea, laughing about the time their love was illegal. Maybe they’d get to see Thailand finally say it out loud: love is love.
But they probably won’t. Their story ends in 1963. Quiet. Unfinished.
Still. Maybe that’s not the point. Maybe the point is that they loved anyway. And maybe someone down the line gets to love a little easier because they did.
Genichi (Oikawa Mitsuhiro) shares his life with two sleepy dogs, a turtle, and this quiet ache he’s been carrying around. There’s this moment where he’s eating family-sized ice cream by himself, and god, you just *feel* it. The camera doesn’t rush — it holds on wide angles, drifts gently across rooms, catches sunlight filtering through curtains like it’s searching for something that used to be there. The emptiness isn’t dramatic. It’s just… there.
Then Saku shows up (Tegoshi Yuya) — this teacher who looks like he forgot what it feels like to want something. When they finally meet, it’s not some big romantic moment. It’s more like two people bumping into each other because they’ve both been wandering in circles for so long. The show doesn’t try to make it cute or put a bow on it. It just lets it happen.
And honestly? That’s what gets you. Bokutachi-nchi doesn’t announce its emotions or underline them twice. It just sits with you through them. The way it’s shot feels less like a TV show and more like flipping through old photographs. The conversations sound like real people talking — pauses and all. Even when nobody’s saying anything, you feel everything.
So when someone eventually brings up buying a house together, it doesn’t sound wild. It sounds like what it actually is: hope dressed up as practicality. The most heartbreakingly human impulse there is.
I love her. I also want to shake her. Both feelings live inside me without fighting.
Pin is someone who’s been polite for so long that when she finally lets herself FEEL something real, it explodes. She’s been quietly swallowing every hurt and humiliation her whole life, and eventually, something just breaks.
But here’s the thing. She had options. Not easy ones, sure, but they were there. And every single time, she chose the path that hurt her but looked RIGHT. She could’ve left. She could’ve started fresh. She could’ve thrown that bouquet and walked out. But she didn’t. She stayed. She smiled. She treated her own suffering like an obligation.
That’s not strength. That’s just hurting yourself with good posture.
She’s hooked on appearing dignified
Pin doesn’t just want to be loved. She wants to WIN. When she realizes Saen Kaew doesn’t love her, she’s not heartbroken over losing him. She’s furious because she lost control. That slap? That wasn’t about love. It was about being made to look like a fool.
She’s angry because someone embarrassed her. And instead of grieving privately, she decides to drag everyone down with her.
It’s dramatic. It’s kind of iconic. It’s also deeply exhausting.
Her pride is so sharp it ends up cutting everyone, including herself.
She turns her heartbreak into a weapon
Pin isn’t helpless. She knows exactly how to make people feel terrible. She wields her pain like a knife. Every word is calculated to hurt. She doesn’t want empathy. She wants payback.
It’s half tragedy, half performance. She needs an audience for her suffering. That’s what makes her so captivating and so hard to watch at the same time.
Sometimes I just wish she’d drop the act and admit that she’s scared and lonely.
She’s aiming at the wrong target
Pin could’ve directed all that anger at the system that boxed them all in. Instead, she goes after Saen Kaew and Sasin, two people who are also trapped. But she can’t see that.
She’s been taught her whole life that breaking the rules means losing everything. So she clings to a world that’s quietly destroying her.
That’s the tragedy. She thinks the cage is keeping her safe.
She’s achingly human
Even with all her flaws, I can’t bring myself to hate her. Under every cutting remark and bad choice is someone who just wanted to be loved the right way. She’s not a villain. She’s scared. She’s proud. She’s HUMAN.
Yes, she’s selfish. Yes, she’s melodramatic. Yes, she torched everything in episode nine. But she also shows us what it looks like when you realize that being perfect doesn’t protect you. It just leaves you alone.
Pin is what happens when the system’s golden child has a breakdown in slow motion.
She’s right and wrong at the same time. Powerful and pathetic. Sympathetic and infuriating.
She’s everyone who’s ever tried to control love instead of just feeling it. Everyone who was too afraid of looking foolish to admit they were falling apart.
And that’s why she stays with you. She’s not the villain. She’s the ghost of every person who played by the rules and still ended up hurt.
I swear this lakorn’s writer deserves a shrine. Everything — every twist, every coincidence — just exploded all at once like the universe decided to prank every single character… and us, the audience.
So first, Sasin finally gets discharged after the gunshot incident. Instead of going back to Pin’s family mansion, he takes Rachawadi’s advice and stays with his team member Sanya. Cute setup, right? But then he gets all emo and writes a love letter to Saen Kaew, passing it along through Saen Kaew’s loyal maid, Homthip. Classic romantic self-sabotage.
And that letter.
That. Letter.
Saen Kaew reads it and just breaks down crying. There’s a line where Sasin tells him, “When you miss me, look at the moon.” It’s poetic, tragic, and exactly what the show’s title is about. But of course, because the gods of drama are cruel, Pin ends up reading the letter too.
Meanwhile, Pin’s dad Bodin already suspects something’s up between Saen Kaew and Sasin, but both he and his wife are too traditional to even imagine a gay relationship. Enter the chaos king himself — Uncle Intra. His wife happens to read a newspaper article about two men getting married, and suddenly he’s like, “That’s it! Saen Kaew must be gay!” His imagination deserves its own award. So he decides to out Saen Kaew during his wedding. Yes, the man actually hatches a full-on scandal plot, sending a spy after Sasin, tipping off Saen Kaew, and planning to catch them together. Villain behavior 101.
His wife even complains that by the time the photos get developed, the wedding will already be over. (Wishing for a Polaroid camera? I screamed.) Meta humor in a lakorn? Genius.
Anyway, Saen Kaew panics after getting the message and runs out like a man possessed, hopping into a cab straight to Sasin’s place. His dad Kamfa and the family servant notice and chase after him. Then Bodin joins the chase too because why not? The universe is clearly running a group project in chaos.
Inside, Sasin and Saen Kaew are finally reunited — teary, tender, doomed. Outside? Absolute pandemonium. Kamfa and Intra are arguing, Bodin shows up, Intra blurts out the truth about Saen Kaew being gay, and Kamfa just stands there in silence like the world’s collapsing. Then they all kick down the door… only to find Pin inside too.
Because yes, Pin read the letter, showed up full of heartbreak and fury, and still somehow had the emotional stamina to dismiss everyone before slapping Sasin across the face so hard I felt it. That’s when she goes full tragic queen. No more victim act. “If I have to cry, everyone cries with me.” She’s determined to marry Saen Kaew anyway — like she’s auditioning for the lead in Revenge: The Musical.
But Saen Kaew escapes mid-ride, running back to Sasin, totally spiraling that his father might hurt him. His panic, his trembling voice, the way he looks at Sasin like he’s already saying goodbye — it wrecked me. I was literally holding my breath.
This show. This beautiful, chaotic, painfully dramatic lakorn. The coincidences shouldn’t work, but somehow they do. The emotions hit like a train. The writing is insane. The writer is a god. I’m not kidding — someone build them a temple. Preferably under the light of the moon.
Look at that target sheet where Pokpong fired FOUR shots and only landed ONE, and it just grazed the arm! That accuracy is insanely high… insanely HIGH at a jaw-dropping sub-5% success rate!
And our boy Jett can keep a straight face and say: “Yeah, not bad! Pretty good!!!” BRUH~~~~ Even Pokpong looks like he can’t believe what he’s hearing lolololol If I were Pokpong, I’d straight up ask Jett “Are you related to ChatGPT or something??” You, Jett, are DEFINITELY a good person. Takes real talent to be this delusional!!!! Or wait, were you planning to send Pokpong out as cannon fodder from the start?
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Iron’s bite once gets pretty bad and he slips into fever-induced delirium. There’s this scene with Taiyo that left me uncertain about what was actually happening—intimacy for comfort or something more? When Taiyo claims that Iron murmured Marduk and Copper’s names in his delirious state, his reaction hits hard—though we only have Taiyo’s word that this actually happened. His jealousy isn’t subtle anymore, and you realize he’s been harboring these intense feelings for Iron while possibly wanting to drive the others away. Whether Iron really said those names or Taiyo’s using the moment to manufacture conflict is left deliberately unclear, which makes Taiyo feel even more manipulative and untrustworthy.
Then the show takes another surreal turn with those green leaves reappearing as hallucinogens and aphrodisiacs. The sequence with Copper stripping down and clinging to Marduk had me torn between cringing and laughing—it’s so absurd yet oddly fitting for how unhinged everything’s become. That mysterious woman shows up again briefly, and honestly, her presence just deepens my confusion about what’s real.
What keeps nagging at me is how ill-equipped these characters seem for their situation. They don’t act like survivors—they’re more like lost kids play-acting in someone else’s nightmare. The whole episode maintains this dreamlike quality that makes me question whether we’re watching reality, a drug trip, or some elaborate psychological experiment. I’m left with more questions than answers, which I think is exactly what the show wants.
Khemjira on a laptop still eats. Do the mini-IMAX: full screen, brightness up, captions a size bigger, headphones on. Prop the laptop at the foot of the bed and sip a cold Chang for “surround sound.” If your hotel TV has HDMI or casting, that is instant shrine to Keng’s jawline.
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Tongtong absolutely nailed the role of Chet, the older brother from hell. The guy’s got “villain energy” dripping from every pore. He’s out here trash-talking his little bro Pheem, throwing drinks at his sister Risa, just being the absolute worst. I swear, I’m only watching to see how this man eventually dies.
If I were Pheem, I’d go straight for Park, Chet’s assistant-slash-enabler. Take him out and Chet would self-destruct in 24 hours, no joke. That man’s his own worst enemy. You don’t even have to touch him—he’ll blow himself up eventually.
Also, it turns out Chet’s mom is still alive, and she hasn’t even shown up yet. I’m calling it now—she’s the final boss of this whole mess. Chet’s already dumb as rocks, running around thinking he’s untouchable, but we all know he’s one meltdown away from a full collapse. Park can’t keep saving his ass forever.
The pacing of this show is chef’s kiss. They’re using every plot twist like an onion—peeling layer by layer, just enough each episode to keep you hooked. Like the whole “Pheem hired people to trash Than’s place” plot? They’re dragging that out perfectly. I’m dying to see when Than finally finds out.
And the “first love” plotline? Bruh. They dropped that hint last episode and wasted zero time cashing it in. Now Pheem’s falling deeper and deeper for Than, and I’m over here screaming into my pillow. Auntie Nit’s having the time of her life, stirring the pot while throwing shady commentary like, “Look at you, my little hero-turned-rocket-villain.” Queen behavior.
Also, Daou singing that Isan folk song? Priceless. The man went full country. It’s giving “Thai karaoke night at your drunk uncle’s wedding” and I loved every second.
Now about the drama. This episode went full action movie. We got bodyguards throwing punches, bosses fighting bosses—it was mayhem.
After getting their hands on that fentanyl bottle, Pheem and Than start investigating, and yep, it’s from Pheem’s family hospital. Pheem tattles to his dad, and suddenly he and Than are all giddy like, “Time to destroy Chet!”
Then they hit up a street bar, singing karaoke like besties. Than’s drunk, calling Pheem out like, “Stop playing with my feelings,” and Pheem’s just smirking like, “Who, me?” Than knows this man is bad news but can’t help catching feelings anyway.
We also find out Than doesn’t plan to be Pheem’s bodyguard forever—he wants his cop job back and needs proof to clear his name. Turns out the whole reason he was framed? Chet again, obviously. That snake.
Once they find evidence, Than’s thrilled, thinking freedom’s around the corner. They even drink with the boys to celebrate. That’s when Pheem realizes—oh snap—Than was his childhood first love. Cue flashbacks, cue chaos.
And I gotta say it: when Pheem drives Than home drunk? Sir, that’s a DUI! Someone call Grab!
Anyway, instead of the usual BL trope where someone pukes then immediately gets shirtless, Than goes full nostalgia mode. He finds his old playground, runs straight to it drunk and giggling about how much he loved superheroes as a kid. Then we find out mini-Than once gave mini-Pheem a plastic ring. Man was locking down rich husbands before puberty.
Auntie Nit later spills that little Pheem was already in love with little Than. And honestly, people asking “can kids that young know they’re gay?” Please. I knew I liked pretty boys in kindergarten. Science can back me up later.
Nit even warns him, “If Than finds out the truth, he’ll freak out!” But Pheem’s just sitting there with his evil mastermind grin like, “He’s already in my web. There’s no escape.” Iconic.
Except, plot twist—things fall apart fast. Pheem’s dad digs deeper, finds dirt pointing to Chet, and Chet, being the slimy roach he is, pins it all on some middle manager named Wut, then pays him off and hides him away.
Meanwhile, Chet goes nuclear. He leaks a video of Pheem almost getting assaulted while drugged and gets him fired. The dad turns on Pheem instantly, tells him to get his spoiled butt back to Singapore.
Chet’s so proud of himself he shows up to “see Pheem off,” smirking like, “So, Than, you hit that yet? No? Good. He’d eat you alive.” Bro, shut up.
But okay, credit where it’s due—Chet’s got an iron jaw. Than punched him like five times and he didn’t even bruise. That’s some demon-skin level resilience. Then Chet goes after Risa too, both physically and emotionally, until she’s ready to kill him. Girl literally said, “You wanna war? Let’s f***ing go!”
While all this is happening, Pheem’s gone missing. Than freaks out, tracks down Auntie Nit, and finally learns Pheem’s tragic backstory—dead mom, absent dad, dumped in Singapore as a kid. Brutal.
Than’s heart breaks and he rushes to find him. Cue the shirtless scene. Director, you earned your bonus that day. Than shows up, Pheem opens the door half-naked, and I was like, “Thank you, wardrobe department.”
Than’s trying to be like, “Nice tattoo, bro,” but then Pheem drops his trauma bomb, and the whole vibe dies. Then Pheem breaks down crying, finally showing his soft side. Than hugs him, saying, “You still have Auntie Nit. And you have me.”
And Pheem’s like, “Say less,” and just kisses him. A lot. Like, a lot a lot. Than’s brain short-circuited.
Do we get a sex scene? Honestly, doubtful.
Because at the same time, Chet’s ordering Park to pull out a literal box of guns. He’s out for blood.
If we’re lucky, maybe they get to “make love, not war” before the shooting starts. Worst case, they kiss twice and then bullets start flying. But hey, at least they’ll die pretty.
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Risa’s out here seducing Than to test Pheem’s jealousy, and oh boy, it works. Pheem loses it and tells him, “Don’t you dare touch my sister—you can only want me.”
Then it’s bullets, chaos, and some random guy in a suit pushing Pheem against a desk looking like he’s about to do… something not safe for broadcast.
Risa and Pheem team up to take Chet down, but now Than’s turning suspicious, yelling, “Tell me the truth, Pheem! Did you kill him?!”
This show hit #1 trending on X in Thailand right after airing, with over 485K mentions overnight. Not bad for a Saturday primetime slot.
Ratings-wise, it’s killing it. Episodes 1 and 2 were around 1.7 and 1.3, which is solid for weekend TV. Usually weekend shows flop because everyone’s out partying, but this one’s beating Monday-Tuesday dramas easily.
It only lost slightly to The Successor, which is like the rich cousin of Thai TV—super expensive cast, big production, flashy everything. But honestly? They should’ve just spent that money making another BL or GL. It’s what the people want.
Three episodes in, and The Wicked Game is serving every week. Can’t wait to see how Pheem turns the tables next time.