THE MISSING
OH MY GOD. OH MY GAWD. MY GWAD.
this was the most abhorrent culmination to a series I've ever even witnessed 😰
IF YOU HAVENT SEEN IT STOP READING DONT EVEN SLEEP JUST CATCH UP ON iPLAYÉ YOULL BE DONE BY 8AM
I don't know what's so sadisticially gratifying about this 'relationship thriller drama' genre: the asphyxiating revelations. The fustratingly ambiguous camera, omitting faces to create suspense. The White noise exacerbating the intensity of the abhorrence of the revelations. The murders: the cold blooded murders.
I was hoping for a happy reunion. If they hadn't have shown the final scene, I would have almost been okay with it. But the final twist. BBC THAT WAS JUST CRUEL YOU CALLOUS EDENTATES.
But most abhorrent implication: ultimately, it wasn't just their child who was missing;
It was themselves.
It conveyed some beautiful morals: don't lose yourselves; acceptance; letting go;
BUT HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THE LATTER WHEN THE ENDING REVEALED THE ADVERSE AND BBC TWEET THIS:
I'd grown so attached to the characters: in spite of their contempt, they could comprehend the demarcations between right and wrong; they were such lovely people. Plus they were french sometimes.
Also we had Mrs Webb for french today; I decided to watch breaking bad because apparently she resembles one of the characters uncannily. It was pretty good, however the mere thought of the consumption of recreational drugs abhors me like my irrational phobia of fingertips 🙏
So yeah I won't be sleeping tonight due to the abhorrently insatiable ending \|/

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