My Disney Hotstar subscription gives me access to HBO originals. They are perfect to escape from reality for an hour or two.
A few weeks ago, I was watching Big Little Lies, a pretty intense American Drama series. Reese Witherspoon, as always, is glorious. And Nicole Kidman! Both great actors, I love them.
But I noticed that with every episode that I watched I kept sliding into a dark uncomfortable place full of the characters’ emotions. And I realized I don’t want to be there.
Why do we willingly give our emotional investment to other people’s toxicities, and worst of all, to fictional characters? Why do we become willing garbage bins?
I stopped watching Big Little Lies because honestly, no escape from reality is worth the sticky gunk that you bring back from the hell they send you into.
I am in the middle of YellowStone and I am watching it purely for Kevin Costner. He’s always been my favourite because he reminds me of someone I once deeply cared about.
After I’m done with YellowStone, I will stop watching movies and TV shows because honestly they are a waste of time. I can read books or draw or go for a walk. If I have to watch something, I have the whole series of Hercule Poirot with me which I can watch.
I think it is fitting that I end my drama obsession with a show by Kevin Costner.