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"now that i'm facing it, it's nothing like that at all."
when a new drama with woo do hwan popped up on my netflix homepage i cheered for joy and yes he did have me giggling and twirling my hair throughout every episode so maybe this review will be a little biased.
the unpredictability of life and death is brought out in its most vibrant colours in this story. i consumed this drama within 2 days on a weekend back home from university and it was just the little adventure i needed. i loved the chaotic tangled storyline, the chemistry between the characters and the vibrancy of their world.
hae jo, born mistakenly from the wrong frozen sperm; jae mi, an orphan who's greatest wish of motherhood is crushed by premature menopause; and eo heung, a man under the heel of a 500-year-old lineage. all three characters bear a curse given to them at birth. throughout the series, we see them fight against these curses, and through this they form a tangled web of misfortune, misdemeanour and misunderstandings. this ultimately culminates in hae jo's death.
hae jo was given 3 months to live, and he sets out to find his biological father - the man who gave him his disease, his death. maybe an attempt to reckon with fate itself. in his meetings with his potential fathers, you see him question - do i look like him? do i act like him? is this the missing puzzle piece? is this the life i could have led? can i still reclaim this?
and the journey is terrible. he was given 3 months to live, and he repeatedly pushed away and abandoned the people who loved him most before welcoming them back with open arms. he raised hell to find his biological father before deciding to just forgive the father figure he had all along.
i, for one, am terrified of death. it's something which many shows and movies try to resolve or downplay: characters always tend to 'find their peace' before death and die untroubled. hae jo's death threw all of that sentiment out the window. his fear and yearning for life and for love in his final moments was heart wrenching, and refreshingly raw and honest. even hae jo, with his self-assured, aloof, detached exterior, never found peace with the idea of death. he never found a way, an answer.
an oddly comforting conclusion. there's no redemption for the fate we're handed and there's no right way to handle death. we must simply live through it!
the unpredictability of life and death is brought out in its most vibrant colours in this story. i consumed this drama within 2 days on a weekend back home from university and it was just the little adventure i needed. i loved the chaotic tangled storyline, the chemistry between the characters and the vibrancy of their world.
hae jo, born mistakenly from the wrong frozen sperm; jae mi, an orphan who's greatest wish of motherhood is crushed by premature menopause; and eo heung, a man under the heel of a 500-year-old lineage. all three characters bear a curse given to them at birth. throughout the series, we see them fight against these curses, and through this they form a tangled web of misfortune, misdemeanour and misunderstandings. this ultimately culminates in hae jo's death.
hae jo was given 3 months to live, and he sets out to find his biological father - the man who gave him his disease, his death. maybe an attempt to reckon with fate itself. in his meetings with his potential fathers, you see him question - do i look like him? do i act like him? is this the missing puzzle piece? is this the life i could have led? can i still reclaim this?
and the journey is terrible. he was given 3 months to live, and he repeatedly pushed away and abandoned the people who loved him most before welcoming them back with open arms. he raised hell to find his biological father before deciding to just forgive the father figure he had all along.
i, for one, am terrified of death. it's something which many shows and movies try to resolve or downplay: characters always tend to 'find their peace' before death and die untroubled. hae jo's death threw all of that sentiment out the window. his fear and yearning for life and for love in his final moments was heart wrenching, and refreshingly raw and honest. even hae jo, with his self-assured, aloof, detached exterior, never found peace with the idea of death. he never found a way, an answer.
an oddly comforting conclusion. there's no redemption for the fate we're handed and there's no right way to handle death. we must simply live through it!
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