That skinny kid’s dick and pussy monologue was the worst thing I’ve ever seen. The idea that anyone, let alone a woman in her 30s, would find it sexy insults my intelligence. It made me hate sex.

I mean, you get to see rich people eat shit

But then you have to sit through some high school level Edgar Allan Poe fanfic

I stopped watching Netflix at all after they canceled Altered Carbon because I knew that whatever slop I watched they would just cancel it

Midnight Mass was so good too.

Something just felt off about the whole thing. Flanagan had a style that sorta embraces being a bit corny and long winded, which usually works, but for some reason this show seemed to cross a line. The characters all looked like they were in Halloween costumes, and had the depth of hallmark Christmas movie characters. It was like I was watching a high school play with bizarre high projection value.

Enjoyed bits of it but overall it felt kinda weird.

Flanagan's two previous haunted house series really pissed me off in the end. Hill House started off strong, but by the end you know exactly how the haunting works and it's basically just one ghostly "insane" woman who's the cause of everything despite having no relation with anyone. That's not how character-based horror is supposed to work. Bly Manor was even worse and I turned it off after some interminable monologue by a ghost misogynist about his ghost powers. In both cases, I think the source material played with the idea that you cannot be certain there's anything supernatural going on, so to instead have a clear list of rules about how ghosts work, like we're in some bad anime, really seems like a wrong decision.

I just pirated it for no reason?

Noooooooo :( I was hyped, that's my favorite story from Poe

I'll just listen to Jonathan sims narrate it again