It's been a few weeks since I watched this hump-fest with my mom. I think we can all agree that sex scenes are the longest when you're watching them with your parents. It's as if they just keep going. For hours. With extra nudity. And then more nudity, and more humping, and did they have to include oral, I mean really??
Honestly, I don't have much to say about Bridgerton beyond this. You know what it is. Netflix will let you know in case no one in your life already has, or if the internet has failed you. It's good, better than it has any right to be, and I'm here for it. When season two comes out, I'm going to binge that shit in one sitting, and just pray for less thrusting.
The only thing I truly want to gripe about is this: the big reveal at the end. It didn't work for me. At all. I felt a mixture of disappointment and incredulity, because it just didn't gel. Does anyone else feel the same way, or is it generally accepted amongst the crowd? Maybe I need to rewatch it with open eyes in order for it to make sense. Maybe there were clues that I missed which, as a writer, makes sense. It would be hard to resist putting some Easter eggs in along the way. Still, my first impression of the big twist was an eyeroll, and I'll leave it at that for now.
If you need a solid distraction from life, Bridgerton is a good bet. If you're horny, Bridgerton is there to cuddle you in all the places you wish to be cuddled. Single? Bridgerton. Married? Bridgerton. Just watch it. Especially with your parents.
My Grade: B+
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