It's Fine, I'm Fine

There's something about Australian series... the characters are always exaggerated, as though the people of this country are all quirky, low IQ and one dimensional. That might work ok for comedy but in the drama genre it's almost embarrassing. I'm not saying this is a terrible show, mainly because I didn't get past the first episode. I just couldn't be bothered. It's impossible to feel for the characters because it's obvious in every scene they are actors. Actors trying really, really hard to pretend to be authentic but never reaching any level of sincerity. Some viewers might find it amusing but many like me will find it forced and awkward.

Once again, a great show coming out of Australia.

I can't begin to tell you how well this country puts out shows, not just plopping out any drivel.

This show basically caps out at about 19 minutes per episode, with Joanne ( the psych/ therapist) and a few of her patients each episode. Each episode has 2 or 3 patients, and they ( the patients), repeat into other episode. I've seen 4 episodes, I hope that is not all, and I found them all to be exceptional. Betty and Aziz are my favorite patients. The writing and the trajectory of the stories are woven very succinctly. I'm really glad to have found this gem of a show.

Despite a premise brimming with emotional potential - a suburban psychologist and her patients wrestling with love, loss, obsession, anxiety, and the fragility of the future - this show squanders its ambitions in a haze of pretension and sluggish storytelling.

Rather than delivering compelling insights into the human condition, the series drowns itself in overwrought monologues and vague metaphors masquerading as profundity. Characters drift through scenes spouting poetic platitudes, yet rarely feel grounded or fully realized. Their struggles come across less as authentic psychological portraits and more as narrative devices clumsily stitched together to evoke sympathy.

The pacing is glacial, with entire episodes devoted to emotional navel-gazing that often goes nowhere. What should be powerful explorations of mental health and existential dread are reduced to moody montages and dim lighting, with the word "magic" thrown around so often it loses any meaning.

In trying so hard to be meaningful, the show forgets to be engaging. Emotional weight is not a substitute for compelling storytelling, and in this case, even the most dramatic themes fall flat. Ultimately, it's a show that talks a lot about healing but forgets to bring the audience along for the journey.