Side note: I was hoping to post reviews on Saturdays, but I think I’ll cut myself some slack and post them whenever I can. ❤
I was working on a project a week or so ago, which allowed me to binge the first season of YOU. I’m late to the party, since season two dropped at least two weeks ago now. I’m assuming everyone reading this brief post have watched the entire show.
I fell in love with the show (not Joe) and the dynamics of his relationship with Beck was fascinating to see as the show went on. By the time Beck realized she was emotionally attached to a serial killer, it was too late for her. I’m immensely grateful that the writers spared us from watching Joe kill Beck, but it would have been interesting to hear his thoughts as he did so. Call me crazy, I don’t know. His obsession with Beck was unhealthy to the max, and I wanted to see him express regret for his actions, which he did in season two.
I finished watching season two a few days ago and let me tell you, I’m still rewatching certain clips in my mind, such as Forty and Joe tripping on acid. It was a comedic moment that definitely made season two much lighter than season one. I loved the real Will, who turned out to be an unlikely and true ally to Joe. I enjoyed Love as an additional character, and realizing she was the same as Joe was an unexpected surprise. I felt that something was different about her, but I couldn’t put my finger on what it was exactly.
The dynamics of their relationship was engrossing, to say the least. The constant push and pull – Joe making mistakes and offending Love by accident and watching her pull Joe back in . . . There was quite a bit of whiplash, but I was still rooting for them to work out at the end somehow.
I felt terrible for Forty by the end. He was clean and honest by the season’s end, and Love’s gaslighting had to be painful. However, he didn’t live long enough to get his feelings hurt by it, but watching a brother try to protect his sister, without knowing that she was the same as who he was trying to protect her from . . . It hurt.
I pitied Delilah and Ellie by the end. They were innocent, like Forty, and seeing Love murder Delilah in cold-blood (especially after knowing she really wasn’t going to turn Joe in to the cops) was painful to watch. I wanted Delilah to have her happy ending with the cop she was seeing and I wanted Ellie to grow up with her sister. They loved each other, despite the arguments.
I’m (shamefully) delighted to see Joe living his new life with Love, and of course, the twist at the end of the season only reminded me of Joe’s true nature: obsessive, always chasing after the sparkly. Joe will kill again and I’m disappointed.
The next season is coming out in 2021, so I’ll have to find something else to watch in the meantime.
Thank you for reading. I’ll see you soon.