When I first heard people saying this series would be "on the level of Breaking Bad," I was genuinely excited. That's not a comparison you throw around lightly. Breaking Bad had tension, depth, character evolution, moral ambiguity-everything that keeps you glued to the screen. So naturally, I went in with high expectations, ready to be blown away. But instead of finding something bold or gripping, what I got was yet another recycled, predictable story about humanity facing extinction. And honestly? It's exhausting.
The show keeps pretending it's offering something profound or groundbreaking, but it's just the same end-of-the-world formula dressed in slightly different clothing. Countless scenes feel weighed down by clichés I've seen a thousand times: the dramatic speeches about the fragility of mankind, the gloomy pacing meant to feel "deep," the characters who seem to exist only to repeat the same philosophical one-liners about survival and purpose. It's like the writers think that if they talk about extinction enough, it'll magically become interesting.
Instead of building suspense or exploring complex characters, the series leans entirely on the premise that "the world is ending"-as if that alone should be enough to keep viewers hooked. But it isn't. Not anymore. The emotional beats feel forced, the plot progresses with all the enthusiasm of a slow-moving train, and the whole experience ends up being more boring than compelling.
I wanted a show with personality, originality, or at least some sense of direction. Instead, it's just another addition to the growing pile of apocalyptic dramas that mistake constant doom for good storytelling. By the time I finished, I wasn't shocked, moved, or thrilled-I was simply disappointed. The series promised greatness and delivered mediocrity wrapped in monotony.
Boring.
