|Holy Ethics Violations, Batman!
||[Jul. 6th, 2017|10:52 pm]
Gypsy, and thought that sounds terrible, I must watch it at once! Well, if you want to know how bad it is before watching, then pull up a pew.I suspect I might not be the only person who saw the reviews for Netflix's |
Quick summary: Naomi Watts plays a possibly sociopathic therapist who has never met an ethics rule she didn't immediately violate, and is having a mid-life crisis fuelled affair with a manic pixie dream girl. It is incrementally less rubbish than a married dude having an affair with a manic pixie dream girl, but, you know, faint praise...
Good things about the show:
-Naomi Watts' character has an adorable little maybe trans child, and if they'd excised, like, 90% of the script then Netflix would have been left with a perfectly lovely little show about an adorable little trans boy getting to play Peter Pan in a school play. I do not know why they didn't do this.
-There was a dog in a couple of scenes. That was neat.
And now the bad:
-I genuinely do not know what I have just watched. Was it bad prestige telly? Was it an overproduced ten hour Lifetime movie? WHO KNOWS.
-Naomi Watts and the manic pixie dream girl spent five episodes breathing near each other's mouths in what was clearly meant to be a sexually charged slow burn, but was even more clearly two heterosexual women breathing heavily at each other.
-Then in the back five they were making out all over the place, and I couldn't figure out why it was so uncomfortable to watch, and then it hit me, it's like bad porn! It's the exact feeling you get watching two straight women feign lesbianism, badly.
-Naomi Watts' character spends half the season basically stalking manic pixie dream girl. She'll show up, deliver a monologue that I'd guess was meant to be enigmatic*, almost kiss her, freak out and run away; repeat forever, or at least for five hours. And for some reason manic pixie dream girl doesn't go: I know you look a bit like Naomi Watts and once gave me a cheap lighter, but fuck off, weirdo, before I call the police.
-*Which brings me to: NO ONE ON THIS SHOW SOUNDS LIKE ANY HUMAN I HAVE EVER HEARD SPEAK EVER.
-Naomi Watts' character is too stupid to be living a double life. For example: when called upon to make up a fake job for her fake life, she says she's a freelance journalist. A freelance journalist, quite possibly the only job in the world where it would be impossible to explain away not having an internet presence.
-Also, while keeping a secret apartment in NYC for manic pixie dream girls and general skullduggery, Naomi Watts' character is actually living out in Connecticut with her husband and kid, and while I don't know how far apart those places are, I live in the suburbs myself, and the reason I don't have a secret second life in the city is the geographical inconvenience. I mean, how is she finding the time?
-ALSO, WHO IS PARENTING YOUR ADORABLE POSSIBLY TRANS CHILD WHILE ALL THIS IS GOING ON?
-I can not overstate how badly this is paced. For nine and and three quarter episodes nothing happens, then in the last ten minutes everything happens: one of Naomi Watts' character's patients finds out about her double life, a mystery patient from her past reappears, and manic pixie dream girl finds out she's married with a kid. THE END. Which is mad, because I cannot imagine anyone thing it's a good idea to make any more of these.
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