Finished Broadchirch last night. I haven't watched a lot of netflix originals, but the one's I have just seem so shallow. I dunno. These shows are just too obvious. Broadchirch too. I really liked this theme of healthy ways for men to show feelings or ask for other men's affection. I think it's worth discussing with someone (aaand I have noone to discuss it with, but nevermind that). Or just thinking about how the society denies men tendermess (for lack of a better word, I can't formulate it rn, need to think more) and how it might be one of the reasons why we end up with twisted and perverted men. It's all so hard to put into words without making men sound like weak creatures, devoid of any agency or will of their own. And the decorations around this idea are too cliche to my taste, but that's Netflix for you: they show exactly the reaction you're supposed expect from the characters, like close ups of people's faces crying after they hear some bad news, or annoyingly frequent slow motion. I got so focused on men that I've just realized there is another idea I liked in Broadchirch! Which is, can women (people in general, but I'd like to be more specific here as I'm talking about the sutuation in the series) be accused of not noticing things about their partners/husbands/kids/relatives. Does not knowing makes you guilty or accessory? Did you really not know or did you know somewhere deep inside, but could not face it? How much should (or even must) you care and interfere and control to prevent horrible things from happening?