Angelha recensito
PLUTO9 settembre 2025•
Genius in every chapter, the kind that gives you a tingle on the back of your neck, with constant highs and lows looking for the emotional extreme viewer. Bittersweet amalgam of ideas that, unfortunately, prevents me from enjoying it or encouraging me to recommend it.
It seems to have been written by someone bipolar, but I suppose this all comes down to business, with executives telling their team of screenwriters what they need to inject into each chapter now and then to keep their data analytics and marketing departments happy.
Friendship, a father's love, hatred, etc. One can understand that these ingredients are part of the script, but when they are used every two minutes in almost every scene, regardless of what kind of feeling is being built, it ends up turning into a music video. It repeatedly collapses the beauty of the narrative into nonsense that confuses you to the point of losing interest.
An aurora borealis born from Peltie that vanishes like tears in the rain, all during a conversation about everything except what is actually happening, serving no purpose beyond the empathy between the characters. It's a traffic jam where every time you accelerate, you have to brake. Every now and then the road clears and you can finally enjoy the ride, until you have to slam on the brakes so hard it nearly kills you. And again, and again, and again, until you just get tired of it.
It's very difficult to give this series a low score; your brain remembers the impacts, the surprises, the superb moments in each chapter. But then you try to watch it again and you accept it. They don't learn. The miracles that appeal to everyone are just small pearls in the history of chance.
If you try to pander to every sensitivity that exists in the viewer's universe, you'll most likely never wake up ;).
Angelha recensito
PLUTO9 settembre 2025•
Genius in every chapter, the kind that gives you a tingle on the back of your neck, with constant highs and lows looking for the emotional extreme viewer. Bittersweet amalgam of ideas that, unfortunately, prevents me from enjoying it or encouraging me to recommend it.
It seems to have been written by someone bipolar, but I suppose this all comes down to business, with executives telling their team of screenwriters what they need to inject into each chapter now and then to keep their data analytics and marketing departments happy.
Friendship, a father's love, hatred, etc. One can understand that these ingredients are part of the script, but when they are used every two minutes in almost every scene, regardless of what kind of feeling is being built, it ends up turning into a music video. It repeatedly collapses the beauty of the narrative into nonsense that confuses you to the point of losing interest.
An aurora borealis born from Peltie that vanishes like tears in the rain, all during a conversation about everything except what is actually happening, serving no purpose beyond the empathy between the characters. It's a traffic jam where every time you accelerate, you have to brake. Every now and then the road clears and you can finally enjoy the ride, until you have to slam on the brakes so hard it nearly kills you. And again, and again, and again, until you just get tired of it.
It's very difficult to give this series a low score; your brain remembers the impacts, the surprises, the superb moments in each chapter. But then you try to watch it again and you accept it. They don't learn. The miracles that appeal to everyone are just small pearls in the history of chance.
If you try to pander to every sensitivity that exists in the viewer's universe, you'll most likely never wake up ;).
