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we met

I really wanted Lee Jung-jae to kill it in something outside of Squid Game, and while this wasn't a disaster, it definitely felt like a bit of a slog. The setup isn't even bad on paper. You have an aging actor tired of being typecast as a detective who just wants to do a rom-com, paired with a reporter who gets stuck covering him. It should have been a sharp look at the industry, but it just felt a little exhausted from the start.

I actually liked that it felt adult for once. It didn't rely on forced skinship or some rushed, fake romance to keep things moving, which was refreshing. But that just makes the male lead's behavior even weirder. He spends half the time throwing literal toddler tantrums, and it’s so jarring. It is hard to fully buy into a "mature" dynamic when one half of the couple is acting like a child.

The writing is a bit of a waste for a cast this good. I adore Lim Ji-yeon because she usually brings so much intensity to her roles, but she is just kind of stranded here. It’s like she is acting in a prestige drama while everyone else is in a sitcom. The only person who actually got the assignment was Jeon Sung-woo. As Director Byeong Gi, he was a total standout and honestly the only person who felt like a human being in this mess.

And I'm not here for the "oppa is too old" or "not hot" complaints. That is just shallow noise that ignores the real failure of the show. The problem isn't his face or his age; it's the fact that the script is a total mess. One minute it's trying to be a serious political thriller and then it jump-cuts to some slapstick about a fake detective show. It tries to talk about fame versus reality but stays so surface-level that it ends up feeling a bit mid.

The final episode was actually one of the better ones, which I appreciated. It finally felt like things were coming together, even if it took too long to get there. Ultimately, there is nothing here that I really hate. It isn't offensive or unwatchable. The real issue is that there is just nothing here to really love. It’s a fine watch, but it feels like a waste of some of the best actors in the business because it never gives you a reason to be obsessed with it.

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tokyo soul

I’m still thinking about Glass Heart. I am genuinely obsessed with it and there is really no other way to describe the feeling. Just about everything in this drama worked for me. The sharp clothing, the acting that actually felt like real life, the music, and that heavy, unmistakable feeling of being in Tokyo all just clicked. It reminds me exactly of how I felt watching Jeongnyeon: The Star Is Born. It is that rare moment where everything just fits and you aren't just sitting there watching a story. You are getting pulled into a world that feels completely realized.

Every aesthetic choice felt like it mattered. From the texture of the jackets to the specific way the neon lights hit the city streets, everything had a purpose. Most shows try way too hard to force a vibe, but this one just lives in it.

The way he builds the band was a huge highlight. I loved how he explains exactly why each member is required. It makes it clear that this isn't just a group of people playing instruments. It is a specific chemistry needed to make the sound work. Sure, there were pitfalls along the way, and his medical condition was a little trite. It is a trope I have seen a thousand times, but honestly, I am willing to overlook it because the show is just that good. It didn't kill the momentum because the focus stayed on the craft and the struggle to create something real.

The fashion and the look of the show deserve their own conversation. It isn't just about the characters looking good. The clothes fit the mood of Tokyo and the weight of the scenes perfectly. There is a grit to the style that feels grounded in the actual music scene. It avoids that sanitized, fake look that usually ruins these kinds of productions. And the music? It is a miracle.

Usually, dramas about musicians have these cringey, fake tracks that pull you right out of the moment, but here the music actually hits. You can feel the vibration of the strings and the intentionality behind every single note. It doesn't just play in the background. It is a character in its own right. The sound design pulls you into the creative process so deeply that you can practically feel the air in the room during the recording sessions. It is symphonic.

I know some people think the romance wasn't necessary, but I didn't mind it at all. I actually think it served a purpose that most viewers are probably missing. To me, it was the specific spark that allowed him to finally transform his music into Ten Blank. Without that connection, he would have just stayed looped in his own internal sound, repeating his own familiar patterns until he faded away. The romance was not just a plot point for the sake of having a love interest. It was a creative necessity for him to grow as an artist. It gave his music a new dimension, and watching that transformation was incredibly powerful. It turned his art from something solitary into something expansive.

The show also builds incredibly well toward the end. The final episode almost feels like fan service, but in the best way possible. It does not feel forced or over the top or like something that shouldn't be there. It felt earned. The detail in this show is just on another level and the characters actually respect the audience. It is the kind of show that stays with you long after the credits roll. The acting is so grounded that you forget you are watching a scripted show. It isn't just another drama to check off a list. It is a mood and an experience that I keep going back to in my head. I finished it and immediately felt that specific void you only get when a show actually means something. I walked away feeling like I had actually been somewhere, and that is a feeling that is almost impossible to find anywhere else.

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No

A 10-hour-late head pop.

Just wasn't for me. Maybe you will get more out of it!

This drama is a train wreck. If you're looking for anything good – a decent story, interesting characters, watchable acting – just turn around now. Seriously, save yourself. This thing is a mess, and it's not just a harmless mess; it actually pushes some pretty toxic stuff, especially with the male lead.

The biggest problem is the writing. It's just bad. The story jumps all over the place, like the writers just threw a bunch of random scenes together and called it a plot. Nothing makes sense, and you're constantly wondering what's going on. The dialogue is even worse – it's full of cheesy lines and awkward conversations that'll make you cringe so hard you might pull a muscle. You won't remember a single line five minutes after you hear it. And the pacing? Don't even get me started. It's either dragging on forever or rushing through important stuff, which makes the whole thing super boring.

But the absolute worst part? The male lead. This guy is a walking red flag. He's not just bland; he's straight-up toxic. He's controlling, he ignores everyone's feelings, and he has zero respect for boundaries. And the worst part? The show acts like this is okay, even romantic sometimes, which is a seriously messed-up message to send. The actor doesn't help things either. His performance is so wooden and lifeless; it's like watching a robot try to act human, but a robot programmed with toxic masculinity. You never get why he does anything, you never feel for him, and you definitely don't root for him. He's just there, being awful and making the whole thing worse. His behavior shouldn't be excused; it should be called out.

And the side characters? They're totally useless. They're just there to move the terrible plot along, and they have no personalities of their own. They barely get any screen time, and when they do, they don't do anything interesting. They're just… there. They don't add anything to the story, and you forget about them as soon as they're off-screen. They're like background extras who accidentally wandered into the foreground. And they just accept the male lead's awful behavior, which makes it seem even more normal than it should.

The lack of decent side characters just makes the male lead's awfulness even more obvious. He's supposed to be the main focus, but he's completely empty and, honestly, kind of scary. There's no connection between any of the actors, especially with him, which makes everything even more awkward and uncomfortable.

Pros:
• It's a great example of what not to do in a drama.
• It's short, so at least you won't waste too much time on it (but even a little is too much).
• It might get people talking about toxic masculinity in shows.

Cons:
• The writing is awful.
• The characters are boring and badly written, especially the male lead, who's also toxic.
• The acting is terrible, especially from the male lead.

I hope that Lee You Mi gets better script next time. Definitely want to see her in more FL roles. This just isn’t it.

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machinery and the mob

9 / 10

Most dramas are made to help us escape for a bit. This one doesn’t let you do that. It doesn’t try to be clever or self-important. It just confronts you. It pulls a system we’re not supposed to see into the open and holds it there. What makes it uncomfortable is that it doesn’t stop at the industry. It makes room for the audience too, for the way attention, demand, and silence keep the whole thing running. This isn’t really entertainment. It’s a reckoning with an industry that only works because people stay quiet and pretend not to know.

The scandal at its core is not rumor or professional misconduct. It is the systematic suppression of rape and sexual assault. We see multiple victims erased through coordinated falsehoods. Of cousre, who knows how many victim stories never make it to the light. We see media manipulation and suppression deployed as a weapon. A culture so practiced in self-preservation that it pushes victims toward isolation, despair, and suicide. The series does not treat this as some sort provocation... it treats it as evidence that the whole thing needs a reboot or to be torn down.

Haruna's (oh how I love Haruna in everything she is in)character is personally implicated and ideologically committed. Her sister is also a victim, and that wound never closes. But she is not driven by solely by revenge. She is driven by belief. She believes truth matters. She believes journalism has an obligation beyond access, profit, and survival. That conviction is what makes her dangerous in a system designed to bury facts rather than surface them.

At first I was a little conflicted by the sister connection, but I think the writers did a good job of introducing it (I am just very wary of any previous connection trope.... but at least this one isn't that someone in the show crossed paths with someone 47 years ago and now everything is magically connected.)

The scenes with her and Ko hit me harder than anything else in the show. This isn’t some moral showdown. It’s two women who understand exactly how much power a narrative can hold and who gets to tell it. They know what silence protects and what truth can destroy, and neither of them looks away. Watching it, I kept holding my breath. Every word and every move matters. It’s tense, it’s exhausting, and it feels completely real.

What makes the drama so damning is that it doesn’t stop with the easy villains. It doesn’t let us blame just the agencies or point fingers at the media and feel clean about it. Yes, they’re guilty. But the show names the last accomplice too, and it’s the audiencee. Abuse keeps happening because attention keeps paying for it. Lies survive because they sell. People want the spectacle, then punish anyone who threatens to ruin it. So everyone quietly agrees to look away as long as the product stays untouched. Watching isn’t neutral. Consumption is participation. Every view, every click, every excuse keeps the machine alive. We are not standing outside of this.

The series really only slips once for me. The Editor-in-Chief, Kenjiro Goda, changes sides a little too smoothly. In a story where telling the truth always comes at a cost, that turn felt a bit rushed. There are a couple of other moments like that too. I get that with only six episodes there was never going to be time to sit with every character, and I don’t think the show is being lazy. I just kept feeling like a few of those shifts needed another scene, another beat, something to make the change feel heavier. When everything else in the show makes growth feel painful, the easier turns stand out.

For me, the ending doesn’t retreat into cynicism. It refuses the easy lie that nothing ever changes. The truth is dragged into the open, publicly and in a way that can’t be taken back. What happens in the final press conference isn’t abstract or symbolic. It closes the loop that was opened in the first episode, and what’s said there felt exactly right to me. Nothing padded. Nothing softened. I didn’t need to see every villain punished on screen to feel the weight of it. Their downfalls are clearly set in motion, and that’s enough.

The fact that everything isn’t wrapped up neatly didn’t feel like a flaw. It felt honest. This story was never about comfort or clean closure. It was about what happens after the truth is finally spoken, and how impossible it is to pretend nothing happened.

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poise & pain

I felt like I was being suffocated right alongside Saori because she is just a walking, open wound for two hours. Satomii just let herself be ugly and it felt so painfully real. She is frantic and aggressive and looks like she hasn't brushed her hair since Miu vanished. I didn't see a single shred of poise left in her. I saw a woman being eaten alive by the fact that she was at a concert when her kid went missing and the internet will not let her forget it for a second. Watching her scroll through comments from trolls who decided she deserves this pain was devastating. I could feel every ounce of her self loathing.

"If I don't read them, it is like she has already been forgotten. This is the only place people are still talking about her."

I think she feels so dangerously authentic because Satomii doesn't try to make her grief look cinematic or poetic. It is just heavy and exhausted and mean. I felt the weight of her emotions in the way she breathes and the way her voice cracks when she is screaming at people who are just trying to help. She made me feel that desperation as if it was my own life falling apart. The media in this was actually nauseating for me to watch because of how they egg her on when she is at her lowest point. I can't get that scene out of my head where she actually proposes holding a birthday party for Miu and the news crew just leans into it because they know it will make for a pathetic sensational shot. I could see Yutaka absolutely hating the idea but he is so drained that he just stands there while they light the candles.

"I feel like I'm already dead. I'm just moving because I have to find her."

It broke my heart to see her so desperate to keep her daughter's face on TV that she starts performing her own grief for the cameras just to keep the search from dying out. I felt like Yutaka trying to be the stoic anchor just felt like abandonment to her and I watched their house become a pressure cooker where they just end up lashing out at each other in the dark. The brother Keigo is obviously another part that really got to me. He was the last person seen with the girl and because he is socially awkward he becomes a target. Seeing Saori turn her rage on him because she needs someone to blame and I think it shows how a tragedy like this just fractures a family until there is nothing left.

I was completely captivated by the way Satomii inhabits this specific, haunting brand of misery. I saw her standing in that yellow crossing guard vest at the end and it just gutted me. There is no magic resolution. She is just there in the street protecting other people's kids while hers is still gone. It is a quiet and miserable kind of strength. I felt like she was forcing me to sit in the wreckage with her until the very last frame.

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all in the dressing

The "salad bowl" concept is the idea that Tokyo is a messy collection of cultures rather than some perfect, seamless melting pot. I love how this show respects that metaphor. In a melting pot, everything is supposed to dissolve into one beautiful flavor, but the Japanese monolith does not actually allow it. It is that rigid wall of culture that forces the individual parts to stay distinct, keeping their own texture because they are never fully invited in. It highlights the friction in places like Shin-Okubo or the industrial pockets of Edogawa, where the "one Japan" image meets the reality of the people it refuses to absorb. This is the actual reality of the world they built, and it defines everything from the cases to the characters.

Nao is just incredible as Mari. It is honestly hard to explain, but she just breathes this specific energy into every single line and every single scene. It is alive and refreshing. She makes the character so believable. She is a cop who actually bothers with the crumbs... the cases that the rest of the department treats as afterthoughts. I really liked that the show does not lean too hard into that tired "one cop against the world" trope. It is not that everyone else is a villain or too stupid to be believable. It is just that Mari cares about the community level cases with an intensity others do not have. She just wants to be good at her job and help the people actually trying to survive in that bowl.

I found the way the show handles Arikeeno’s and Oda's history has a level of gravity that caught me off guard. Professional survival in Japan demands a "dual life," a performance of normality that is mandatory within the police force and rigid corporate hierarchies. The 2023 Understanding Act failed by prioritizing majority "peace of mind" over actual protection, which basically sanctioned the harassment and sidelining of anyone who does not fit the mold. Because workplaces view anyone who is not a "family man or woman" as untrustworthy, a mask of conformity is required to navigate a culture of deep, persistent suspicion. Seeing how certain parts of a private life can be used as a threat makes Arikeeno’s stone-faced exterior feel like necessary armor. It is a heavy, honest look at the kind of trauma that comes from having your personal identity treated like a threat to society.

While I noticed the show occasionally uses strokes that are a bit too broad, it offers a necessary look at the real problems foreign residents face in Japan. It handles the labor market reality with actual depth. Many of these people are just looking for a better life and recognize they are helping a country that cannot keep its workforce full because of the birthrate issue and population decline. I know firsthand how wonderful and accepting most Japanese people are, so I appreciated that this isn't a blatant condemnation of the country. It is more about the friction in the system. It is a lens to give some focus.

The show gave me some truly heartbreaking tales of people trying their best to work within that system, like the elder care case. It is a sharp contrast to those who just abuse it. Even when the villain veers into a bit of a caricature or feels a little clownish, it was never enough to distract me from the weight of the story. It is the only part that feels a bit too drama-fied, but the rest of the show is grounded enough to balance it out.

The focus on language is the best part for me. It is rare to see a drama actually lean into the struggle of communication like this. The delivery was sometimes rough, but I expected that with a drama focused on language. It makes the world feel more grounded. Instead of everyone magically understanding each other, I saw the friction and the work it takes to get a point across. It makes the cases feel urgent because I could see how easily things get lost in translation.

In the end, it comes back to that salad bowl. It is a beautiful and messy collision of lives that do not always blend perfectly. Even with the rough edges and the occasional broad stroke, it is the most human look at Tokyo I have seen in a long time. It actually makes you care about the people trying to find their place in the mix.

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it just clicks with me

I think that this is Wong Kar-wai's cinematic masterpiece. It is a dreamlike exploration of love, loss, and the human condition. It's a film that lingers in the mind, a haunting melody that plays on repeat. I remember the first time I watched it, I was mesmerized by its beauty and complexity.

"The past is never over. It's just a story we tell ourselves."

The film is a tapestry of interconnected stories, each one a poignant reflection on the complexities of human relationships. Tony Leung's portrayal of Chow Mo-wan is nothing short of iconic. His nuanced performance captures the character's loneliness and yearning with a haunting intensity.

"Love is all a matter of timing. It's no good meeting the right person too soon or too late."

Zhang Ziyi's performance as Bai Ling is equally captivating. Her character is a mysterious and alluring figure, a woman who seems to embody the very essence of desire. Her chemistry with Tony Leung is palpable, and their scenes together are electric.

"Time is a thief, stealing the present from the future."

The film's nonlinear narrative structure adds to its dreamlike quality. It's like a puzzle, with pieces scattered across time and space. As the viewer, we're invited to piece together the fragments of the story, to connect the dots and discover the underlying meaning.

"Love is all a matter of timing. It's no good meeting the right person too soon or too late."

At its heart, 2046 is a film about the human condition. It explores themes of love, loss, memory, and the passage of time. The characters are constantly searching for love and connection, but they are often doomed to disappointment. The past haunts them, and they struggle to let go of their regrets.

"In love you can't bring on a substitute. When the Peony blooms, she stands tall. Does she mean no or yes?"

Wong Kar-wai's signature visual style is on full display in 2046. The vibrant colors, the stunning cinematography, and the evocative music create a truly immersive cinematic experience. The film's soundtrack, composed by Shigeru Umebayashi, is the perfect complement to the film's melancholic tone. It's a haunting melody that lingers in the mind long after the movie ends.

"Maybe one day you'll escape your past. If you dream hard enough."

2046 is a film that demands patience and attention. It's not a straightforward narrative, but a series of interconnected stories that unfold slowly and deliberately. But if you're willing to let yourself get lost in its dreamlike world, you'll be rewarded with a truly unforgettable cinematic experience.

"I once fell in love with someone. I couldn't stop wondering if she loved me or not. I went to 2046 hoping to find her there. But I never found her."

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call hr

...basically an HR training video disguised as a romcom. The writers took the usual cold lead trope and used it to justify blatant corporate abuse. It is wild that they expect us to find sexual coercion and retaliation romantic. Really, it is just a rich guy throwing a tantrum because a woman walked out of his bedroom with her dignity intact. It is a symphony of ego where arson is sold as extreme home renovation.

The lead claims to hate his father, but I watched him copy-paste the old man’s abusive tactics for the entire second half. He just did it with better skincare.

The blue dress situation was the peak of the rot. The writers expect me to swallow the idea that a man’s history can be wiped, yet his brain sparks back to life because of a fabric color.

t is a special kind of stupid. It isn't about the dress being important. It is that the writers were too lazy to find a human way to reconnect these characters. They chose a wardrobe change over actual development. It turned a reunion into a shallow fashion show where the logic is as thin as the thread holding the dress together.

It did not help that the leads had the collective chemistry of two damp sponges. I did not feel any undeniable force pulling them together. They just looked like coworkers contractually obligated to stare at each other while a ballad played. When there is no heat, the fate and destiny stuff feels like a lie. I did not see a spark. I saw a production schedule.

Watching them navigate the memory loss was like watching a rehearsal where everyone forgot their lines and just decided to pose for a catalog instead. By the end, when the amnesia made him reject her because he reverted to his pre-infatuated self, I actually laughed. It was so bad it was honest. It was a slap in the face to anyone who invested time, but the fourth-wall credits and the supporting cast kept me from totally hating it. The drama is a mess. It has that nostalgic, cliché energy that makes it a decent enough way to kill time between shows that actually have a soul.

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Attack on Sanity - The OST

“I suddenly felt that it was all the same to me whether the world existed or whether there had never been anything at all. At first I fancied that many things had existed in the past, but afterwards I guessed that there never had been anything in the past either, but that it had only seemed so for some reason. Little by little I guessed that there would be nothing in the future either… nothing mattered to me.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Dream of a Ridiculous Man

Watching Satomii get wasted on this script genuinely broke my brain. She brings a natural weight to the screen that the writing seems determined to undermine at every turn. The writers failed her, the director failed her, and the production might as well have apologized in the credits for handing a powerhouse a pile of wet garbage. Her presence is sharp and unyielding, yet the narrative traps her in a world where basic communication is treated like a confession wrung out under torture. I despise noble idiocy, and this show might as well be a masterclass in how to weaponize it against its own story.

The first blow to my sanity was Masaki vanishing (and his reasoning for ghosting). He leaves "for her benefit" and the show is actually dumb enough to have him literally running away from her. It is pathetic. Little bro folded instantly. Muzan at sunrise levels of cowardice. Absolute joke. The writing then leans on the most tired gimmick in the book. He mumbles one last thing while fleeing and she just cannot hear him. What a lazy middle finger to the audience. He decided he was the tragic anime protagonist of her life without asking her permission. He really thought he was pulling a shonen exit.. Naruto running into the night to “protect” her

I think I blinked and she went from seeing the ring from the BF to kissing Masaki. Nothing earned. Every ounce of suffering, every shred of dignity... just gone. A joke. And if that weren’t enough, he’s telling what happened on the day of the accident while the music plays like we are visiting a Zelda fairy fountain. What a mismatch. What’s next… Saria's Song? … Garuda Valley?

Somehow, it gets worse. The script shoves Satomii into the same martyr box at the end because the writers clearly ran out of ideas and defaulted to the most exhausted cliché in existence. It is a total assassination of her potential. Seeing an actress of her caliber forced to play a woman who just waits around for a coward is insulting. She does everything she can to sell the silence and longing, but she is chained to a plot that crumbles like Wall Maria getting bodied by the Colossal Titan. No amount of talent can salvage a story that survives purely by making its characters miserable for no reason other than stalling the plot.
I kept waiting for any semblance of communication. None came. Nada. The writers apparently charged by the Kanji and they couldn't afford to buy an adult conversation. The rest of the cast barely gets anything to do, devoured by a script that is more blackhole than narrative.

One of the main "tensions" … the fire.. Nothing needed to happen. Yuki said did nothing wrong and said nothing right. Masaki said everything by saying nothing. The idiots are not noble. Everything here should have been solved with adult conversations. This isn't Vegeta exploding to protect, this is the script bombing.

By the end, this FL is everything I hate. Satomii is brilliant, sharp, and the script slams her into every wall it can find. Every beat of noble idiocy, every fake martyr moment, every second she freezes while the coward runs is pure humiliation. The writers grind her talent into dust while he gets to wander free. I want to bow in shame and attend its harakiri. I am sure Link can second with the master sword, maybe entertain us with some ocarina. The OST wouldn't have to change to fit.

I have become Dostoevsky. Nothing matters. Nothing.

Every choice, every scene, every insult, every missed word collapses into the same blah void. Past, present, future... meaningless. The show might as well not exist. Satomii’s brilliance gets wiped out the same way Sung Jinwoo wipes out bosses. Hhyped threat shows up, gets clapped in thirty seconds, and vanishes like it never mattered. No weight. No consequence... noise pretending to be stakes.

Dear god.. find a white van... isekai me out of here.

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Idol & Inconsistency

Good chemistry. Fake premise. A lawyer drama that forgot the law, a murder mystery that ran in circles, and a finale that wasted its last shot. The romance carried this harder than it should have had to.

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I signed up for the ultimate Seong-deok fanfic, saving your bias from a murder charge. The cards were on the table. Se-na is an ace attorney. Ra-ik is an idol in handcuffs. Idol I did not bait and switch me. It promised a lawyer with a murder to solve and then spent eleven episodes refusing to actually show her being a lawyer. Every single beat of potential legal tension evaporates into nothing. Her profession is decorative, it is a typo, it is a fanfic device to justify proximity to her crush. You could have swapped her law background for a barista apron or florist shears or a sushi chef hat or walking dogs and nothing would have changed. Same scenes. Same dialogue. Same total absence of stakes. The script treats her profession like it was a typo that slipped past casting. Watching her do literally anything legal is like staring into an empty room waiting for fireworks. Nothing happens. Court scnes? nah?. Not an investigation she drives. Not a clever legal pivot. Nothing. Nada. Ugh.

The murder mystery is limp. Toxic substances in Ra-ik’s and his friend’s blood appear and then vanish. Who gave it to them? Why? Was it overlooked by sloppy investigators? Did someone cover it up? The show doesn’t care. Eleven episodes of circling the same evidence, pretending it counts as tension. They even run away to a cabin right after Ra-ik is indicted like being officially charged means nothing. Cozy romantic fantasy replaces stakes. I am furious.

Se-na dating her client? Ethics evaporated. Prosecutor Jung Jae-kwang suddenly grows a conscience after one conversation with Se-na. His father Kim Min-sang is cartoonish. Obstruction of justice is a casual hobby. These are not plot choices, they are insults to anyone who knows how justice works. The whole thing is nonsense. The story pretends consequences exist while actively ignoring them.

Romance is infuriatingly effective. Confessions, letter in the morning, Se-na running out late at night to deliver a hat. Cute, impulsive, human. The lawyer-suspect tension should create stakes, danger, stress, legal fireworks. Instead, it is proximity to justify romance. Chemistry doing the emotional labor the story refuses to do. I am charmed and furious at the same time.

The ML and 2FL conversations are pointless. One episode he’s in love, next episode he’s not. Watching it feels like staring into a void while someone waves their hands. Surface-level, invisible, whatever their contribution is, it is nothing. 2ML, the prosecutor, is vapid, and his one personality pivot is laughable. Watching actors try to make sense of this vacuum is maddening.

Han Do-hee as the ex-girlfriend does good work. She acts bitter, brittle, dangerous. But the writing refuses to earn it. Accidental harm escalates to premeditated murder mechanically. I believed her rage, her resentment, her self-pity wrapped in cruelty. I wish the writing cared as much as her acting.

Kim Jae-young and Sooyoung are the only reason this drama limps along. They give weight, pulse, emotional grounding. Without them, it is rubble. With them, it drags itself to the finish line. They fight the script with everything they have. Watching them is thrilling and enraging because everything else refuses to exist.

Park Chung Jae, played by Kim Hyun-jin, exists to pine and hand over evidence. It is infuriating watching him fight a script that cannot write him a single proper motivation. Side characters barely have motivations. I have seen cardboard targets with more interior life.

Idol/fandom moments land sometimes. Goldys waving flags, obsessive fans, parasocial ugliness, constant pressure, glimpses of real fandom intelligence, morse code in a song that makes me laugh and groan at the same time. It is absurd, ridiculous, but it works in the narrow context of fan energy. Still, it is another reminder of how lazy the rest of the writing is.

The finale is such a waste. Her father’s case barely matters, shoved into a single episode, literally a five-second footnote. Se-na finally functions as a lawyer and it barely matters. Romantic awkwardness happens after the relationship is established, which creates weird timing. The rest of the finale should have been ten minutes tacked onto episode eleven. Everything else is random fan-survival footage.

Idol I flashes brilliance constantly and then immediately smothers it. Se-na could have been a powerhouse lawyer. Ra-ik’s suspense could have carried fire. The investigation could have delivered tension. But the show chooses fanfic logistics over stakes, romance over logic, chemistry over plot, flashes of fandom insight over coherent procedural. It teases you, riles you, makes you believe something might happen, and then refuses to be anything other than padded, sloppy, frustrating nonsense.

It is maddening. It is infuriating. It is exhausting. It could have been sharp, biting, thrilling. Instead, it is chaos wrapped in cute gestures, fan service, and actors refusing to let the nonsense collapse entirely. I am furious and I cannot stop thinking about it.

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IU

I know it won’t resonate with everyone, but for me it is a very rare 10/10.

An emotional rollercoaster that'll leave you feeling a whole range of things. It's one of those shows that slowly creeps up on you, quietly tugging at your heartstrings until you're a sobbing mess.

IU's performance as Ji-an is simply breathtaking. She completely embodies the character, bringing a raw, unfiltered emotion to the screen. You can feel her pain, her loneliness, and her resilience in every scene. Her transformation from a lost, troubled soul to a stronger, more hopeful person is both inspiring and heartbreaking. Every glance, every gesture, every tear – it's all so raw and real.

Lee Sun-Kyun, as always, delivers a stellar performance. His portrayal of Park Dong-hoon, a weary, middle-aged man, is both poignant and relatable. He captures the character's quiet desperation, his loneliness, and his gradual growth with such subtlety and nuance. You can see the weight of the world on his shoulders, and his slow, steady journey towards healing is both heartwarming and heartbreaking.

The supporting cast is equally impressive. Each character, no matter how small, is a fully-realized individual with their own unique story. The show delves deep into their backstories, adding layers of complexity and depth to the narrative. From the quirky and lovable office workers to the troubled family members, each character brings something unique to the table.
My Mister is a slow-burn drama that rewards patience. It's a show that's not afraid to tackle tough issues like loneliness, grief, and the meaning of life. But it's also a show about the power of human connection, the importance of empathy, and the beauty of finding solace in unexpected places.

One of the things I love most about My Mister is the way it explores the complexities of human relationships. The bond between Ji-an and Park Dong-hoon is a unique and beautiful one. It's a testament to the power of human connection and the transformative nature of empathy. Watching their relationship develop, from initial distrust to deep friendship, is a truly heartwarming experience.

The cinematography is perfect. The soundtrack is perfect.

• The power of connecting with someone
• Amazing performances by IU and Lee Sun-Kyun.
• Loneliness, healing, and friendship.
• GOATed OST
• Great supporting cast

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queen of mediocrity

Queen of Tears is a prime example of a show that had potential but was ultimately ruined by poor writing and excessive melodrama. The series started off with a promising premise, but quickly descended into a chaotic mess of nonsensical plot twists, over-the-top emotions, and poorly developed characters.

The male lead was a particular disappointment. His wooden acting and lack of chemistry with the female lead made their scenes together unbearable to watch. His character was often reduced to a passive observer, reacting to the events around him rather than actively driving the narrative forward.

The second male lead was even worse. His character was a one-dimensional villain, a caricature of evil. His motivations were unclear, and his actions were often illogical. The show seemed more interested in creating a villainous caricature than a complex and compelling antagonist.

The female lead, despite her talent, was often let down by the show's ridiculous plot and her character's inconsistent behavior. Her character often made decisions that defied logic, which undermined her credibility as a strong, independent woman.

Instead of focusing on character development and emotional depth, the show prioritized shock value and melodrama. The constant barrage of tearful goodbyes, dramatic confrontations, and villainous schemes became a parody of itself. The once-promising drama was reduced to a caricature of itself, a shadow of its former glory.

The show's reliance on excessive sentimentality and emotional manipulation was both tiresome and offensive. The constant barrage of tearful goodbyes, dramatic confrontations, and villainous schemes became a parody of itself. The once-promising drama was reduced to a caricature of itself, a shadow of its former glory.

The show's pacing was also uneven, with slow, boring stretches interspersed with rushed, confusing plot developments. The show often felt like it was dragging, especially during the middle episodes.

Queen of Tears is a prime example of a show that squandered its potential. It's a cautionary tale for anyone who dares to venture into the world of K-dramas. If you're looking for a well-written, emotionally resonant K-drama, I strongly advise you to avoid Queen of Tears. It's a waste of time and energy.

Pros:
Visually appealing
Strong female lead performance

Cons:
Poor writing
Excessive melodrama
Weak male leads
Unrealistic plot
Wasted potential

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not a bad attempt

Some attempts to blend psychological thriller and romantic melodrama. It's a show that delves into the darker side of human emotions, exploring themes of love, obsession, betrayal, and the blurred lines between reality and fantasy.

The story centers around Han Jeong-won, a man haunted by his past and his toxic relationship with his ex-wife, Lee Seo-yeon. In a desperate attempt to escape her clutches, he agrees to a one-year contract marriage with Noh In-ji. As their lives intertwine, a mysterious trunk becomes the catalyst for a web of secrets, lies, and dangerous obsessions.

It's less about a traditional mystery or a guaranteed happy ending, and more about how troubled individuals confront their past traumas and strive for healing. It is a good journey.

The show features a cast of complex characters:

- Han Jeong-won: A tortured soul, haunted by his past and desperately seeking redemption.
- Noh In-ji: A woman with a guarded heart, who slowly opens up to Jeong-won's warmth and kindness.
- Lee Seo-yeon: A manipulative and controlling woman, obsessed with Jeong-won and willing to do anything to keep him under her thumb.

It's not your typical love story. The relationship between Jeong-won and In-ji develops slowly, with a focus on their emotional connection and personal growth. However, the undercurrent of suspense and the looming threat of Seo-yeon's obsession keep the tension high.

I think that the visuals are very on point, with its dark and moody cinematography and haunting soundtrack. Good uses symbolism and imagery to create a sense of unease and mystery. However, the show's pacing can be too slow at times, with some episodes feeling drawn out and lacking in significant plot development.

Pros
- Strong Performances: Gong Yoo and Seo Hyun-jin deliver compelling and nuanced portrayals of their complex characters.
- Intriguing Plot: Enough twist to keep up some momentum
- Stunning Visuals: The show just looks good.
- Thought-Provoking Themes: Love, obsession, and the human condition, prompting viewers to reflect on their own emotions and relationships.
- Unique Soundtrack: Adds to the suspenseful and emotional tone of the show.

Cons
- Inconsistent Pacing: The deliberate pacing can drag at times, with some episodes feeling slow and lacking significant plot development.
- Anticlimactic Ending: The payoff just didn't feel like enough to me.
- Uneven Character Development: Some characters, such as the supporting cast, feel underutilized and underdeveloped, while others, like the main leads, receive disproportionate attention.

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Blah games

The fundamental problem is that season two feels utterly unnecessary. It lacks any genuine creative spark, instead rehashing familiar elements with diminishing returns.

Well.. we're here. So...

The core components that made Squid Game a global phenomenon—the brutal games, the exploration of class disparity, the desperate lengths people will go to for survival—are all present in season two, but they lack the same impact. The shock value of the games is gone; we’ve seen it all before. The social commentary feels diluted, less focused and more like window dressing. The desperation of the players feels less authentic, replaced by a sense of obligation to the plot. The few new additions introduced feel less like organic expansions of the narrative and more like tacked-on elements designed to justify the season’s existence. The introduction of a pink-clad soldier within the main cast and the exploration of the Front Man's backstory, while offering brief moments of intrigue, ultimately fail to provide sufficient narrative weight to justify an entire season. They’re simply not compelling enough to warrant this continuation.

The acting, a significant strength of the first season, takes a noticeable dip. While the returning actors do their best with the material they’re given, the new additions to the cast are largely forgettable. They embody thinly sketched archetypes, lacking the depth and complexity that made the characters of season one so compelling and emotionally resonant. The performances themselves are technically adequate, but the actors are hampered by a lack of substantive material. This is further exacerbated by the over-the-top acting from many of the guest performances, which shatters any remaining pretense of realism and often veers into unintentional parody. These exaggerated performances clash jarringly with the more grounded portrayals of the main cast, creating further tonal issues.

This brings us to perhaps the most egregious flaw of season two: its jarring and inconsistent tone. The pervasive tension and palpable sense of dread that defined season one, creating a truly unsettling and immersive experience, are replaced by a bizarre and often jarring mix of melodrama, forced humor, and over-the-top action sequences. It’s as if the creators fundamentally misunderstood what made the original so effective, mistaking its dark themes for mere spectacle. In prioritizing entertainment over substance, they’ve sacrificed the show’s emotional core. The result is a tonal inconsistency that severely undermines the narrative. This inconsistent tone makes it impossible to invest in the stakes of the games or connect with the characters on an emotional level. It becomes abundantly clear that the showrunners have lost sight of what made the original Squid Game so compelling.

Season two demonstrates the challenges of continuing a successful narrative. While it retains some elements of the original's visual style and explores the backstory of key characters, it struggles to recapture the thematic depth and emotional resonance of the first season. The narrative may feel repetitive, and the impact of social commentary may be less pronounced. Additionally, the introduction of new characters and storylines may not be as engaging as those in the original. The potential for a third season, hinted at throughout Season two, might leave some feeling that the narrative is being artificially extended

Pros:
• Nostalgia: Returns to familiar characters and offers some closure.
• High production values: Visually appealing with strong technical execution.

Cons:
• Repetitive narrative: Rehashes familiar elements without adding significant depth.
• Weak character development: New characters are forgettable, and performances lack nuance.
• Inconsistent tone: Shifts from dread to melodrama, undermining emotional impact.
• They made filler, feel like filler.

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slapstick & swords

Guardians of the Dafeng runs on chaos, comedy, and a Dylan performance that finally lets loose. The humor is fearless, the world grounded, and the characters feel so alive and refreshing. The jokes are endlessly fun, the early found-family energy addictive, and even when the tone tightens later, the affection doesn't break. It ends mid-breath, everyone should watch, and wait for happiness for season 2!

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Dylan finally stopped cosplaying a block of wood and let himself be ridiculous. I've spent too long watching him move through roles like a well-polished appliance, useful, efficient, dead behind the eyes. Here he went full Zenitsu. He panicked, he flailed, he cried loudly and without dignity, and then when it mattered he locked in like someone with nothing left to lose. That whiplash became the whole appeal. He wasn't protecting coolness or posture. He was surviving scenes moment to moment, and that nakedness made him impossible to ignore. I didn't want him to calm down. I needed him to stay that unhinged.

The comedy didn't feel like garnish, it felt like the show's bloodstream. It never checked if you were still on board. Slapstick, stupidity, sudden vulgarity, all of it landed because the show trusted its own rhythm. Jokes came fast and didn't wait for permission. Serious moments didn't get precious. Everything existed in the same breath. It hits that Gintama sweet spot where it can pivot from a serious sword fight to a joke about hemorrhoids in three seconds without ruining the mood. That confidence is intoxicating. Once you feel it, you stop bracing for embarrassment and just let yourself laugh.

What made it even better was how solid everything felt. No floaty nonsense. No visual clutter screaming for attention. The world had weight. People stood on the ground. Swords looked like they hurt. Rules existed and were respected. When someone broke them, it didn't feel like a shortcut, it felt like a decision. I never had to forgive the show for how it looked, which freed me up to actually enjoy what it was doing.

The isekai angle should have been a disaster. He didn't arrive as a god. He arrived confused, underqualified, constantly a step behind. The jade tablet phone gag never got old. Watching him talk casually into nothing while everyone else quietly wondered if he was possessed was perfect. It fit the world. It fit him. It never became a crutch. That restraint mattered.

The cast was stacked in a way that felt unfair. Princess Lin An lived at full emotional volume, impulsive and transparent to the point of recklessness, and somehow it worked because Xi Wei committed without sanding off the edges. Princess Huai Qing moved like she was playing a different game entirely, colder, sharper, already ten steps ahead and uninterested in being liked. Wei Yuan didn't need speeches or dominance. He walked into scenes and gravity followed him. Even the supposed side threats actually felt threatening. Nobody felt decorative.

Chi Cai Wei channeled pure Charmy energy, cute until provoked, then suddenly feral if you touched her food. I loved every second of it. That chaos snapped perfectly into the show's sense of humor. When she was gone, the room felt quieter in a way I noticed immediately.

Whhen the tone tightened and the group loosened, I felt it, but I didn't fall out of love. The easy warmth of everyone bouncing off each other faded, and I missed it the way you miss noise and some of the chaos. The Bronze Gongs skit explaining what happened to him was absurd and committed and exactly the kind of nonsense I had signed up for. It made me laugh and ache at the same time because it reminded me how much I loved the earlier stretch.

What I wanted more of was that sense of togetherness, that feeling of people moving through danger as a unit. When the story leaned harder into structure and maneuvering, something soft slipped out of frame. I noticed it. I didn't resent it. I just kept hoping it would wander back in. Given how things wrapped up, I think s2 will promise a lot more of this.

The ending didn't hurt me because it didn't feel like goodbye. It felt like a pause mid-sentence. The princess hovered on the edge of the story more than she should have, full of promise, waiting for space to matter. The chemistry was there, compressed, patient. Knowing this isn't where it stops let me stay fond instead of frustrated. IVery happy we are getting at least 1 more season (hopefully 2!)

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