My fond memory of the first series, some time ago, didn't prepare me for the second series. At first, I was lost, until I realised the writer had left it to us, the audience, to fill in the blank spaces...like any great work does.
Depression and dysfunctionality from the first series sped full-on into mental illness in the second. Moments of joy oscillated with despair, in a way the left me open-mouthed. If the writer's intent was to take us on a journey into bi-polar and, perhaps, schizophrenia, then he succeeded big time for this viewer.
Strip out the adverts and each episode is really quite short. But it didn't feel that way. I watched the last three episodes at one sitting and was exhausted and tearful by the end.
Every now and then, something arrives that is really like nothing else. Something that I could never have imagined myself.
I rarely used the work genius but this is without a work of genius. But be warned, it will not be for everyone. It's dark and sometimes very bleak. Bu there is also hope and joy.
Astonishing. I am baffled that it isn't hailed as one of the best of the decade.
Depression and dysfunctionality from the first series sped full-on into mental illness in the second. Moments of joy oscillated with despair, in a way the left me open-mouthed. If the writer's intent was to take us on a journey into bi-polar and, perhaps, schizophrenia, then he succeeded big time for this viewer.
Strip out the adverts and each episode is really quite short. But it didn't feel that way. I watched the last three episodes at one sitting and was exhausted and tearful by the end.
Every now and then, something arrives that is really like nothing else. Something that I could never have imagined myself.
I rarely used the work genius but this is without a work of genius. But be warned, it will not be for everyone. It's dark and sometimes very bleak. Bu there is also hope and joy.
Astonishing. I am baffled that it isn't hailed as one of the best of the decade.