Full-Moon Party
- El episodio se transmitió el 16 mar 2025
- TV-MA
- 1h 2min
Mientras una fiesta en un yate se alarga hasta la noche y los amigos exploran los clubes de Bangkok, se desarrollan historias paralelas con desacuerdos familiares sobre planes futuros y mist... Leer todoMientras una fiesta en un yate se alarga hasta la noche y los amigos exploran los clubes de Bangkok, se desarrollan historias paralelas con desacuerdos familiares sobre planes futuros y misteriosos sucesos en un hotel cercano.Mientras una fiesta en un yate se alarga hasta la noche y los amigos exploran los clubes de Bangkok, se desarrollan historias paralelas con desacuerdos familiares sobre planes futuros y misteriosos sucesos en un hotel cercano.
- Sritala Hollinger
- (as Lek Patravadi)
- (solo créditos)
- Valentin
- (as Arnas Fedaravičius)
Opiniones destacadas
Every single scene was either a gold mine of iconic lines and meme-worthy reactions or a mine field of absolute chaos and deviance.
Because there were so many small moments and details, I rewatched it and caught even a few more important details - that I think many people won't notice them because they're too distracted whilst watching and that's why they say this season is boring, they're just not paying attention or thinking about what they're watching. There are so many symbolisms with the rule of 3, the lizards that bring bad luck, the mischievous monkeys.
Overall this season is being very entertaining and for me, that I used to travel to Thailand very often, sometimes twice a month, seeing the small details of culture, religion and dealing with customers in a hosting scenario makes me feel like I'm more immersed in the story and how the pace is moving.
To me, this is even better than season 1.
The episode kicks off with one of the most anticipated reveals since Gaitok's gun mysteriously vanished: confirmation that Timothy really did take it. But the most interesting part isn't the act itself-it's how Gaitok handles it. He doesn't confront Timothy directly, doesn't cause a scene; he just subtly hints that he knows the truth and watches as his frustration is completely dismissed. That quiet surrender echoes one of the show's recurring themes: the powerlessness of the locals in the face of wealthy guests who can ruin their lives without even noticing (or caring). Timothy is so wrapped up in his own drama, so numbed by lorazepam, that the gravity of the situation barely registers. He's trying to escape his own downfall, but instead of looking for a real way out, he's drowning in drugs and playing around with something that can only end in tragedy...
And while Timothy spirals into his own self-inflicted misery, other characters are embracing destruction in a much more celebratory way. The younger crew dives headfirst into the chaos of the full moon party, with Saxon, Lochlan, Chelsea, and Chloe throwing themselves into a whirlwind of drugs, alcohol, and reckless flirtation. The moment Saxon-the self-proclaimed king of confidence-finally caves to peer pressure and pops a pill, only to completely lose himself in the experience, is chef's kiss irony at its finest!! The guy who thinks he's above everything and everyone dissolves just like any other naive kid fooled by the fleeting thrill of artificial freedom. This whole segment is one of the episode's biggest wins because it captures both the euphoria and the danger of this kind of experience with eerie realism-it's the kind of night that feels like an unforgettable adventure... right up until the moment something goes horribly wrong.
And while the younger crowd is out exploring the chaos of Thailand's rave scene, Laurie, Kate, and Jaclyn finally get what they were looking for: a night of debauchery to call their own. The chemistry between them and their new Russian "friends" is hilarious because it exposes the ego games and insecurities that lurk beneath the surface of all this supposed fun. Jaclyn clearly wants to be the center of attention, Laurie has an obvious thing for Valentin (and honestly, I don't blame her-my god, that man!), but ends up getting sidelined, and Kate, already exhausted by her friends' antics, is stuck playing the mom of the group (not that anyone listens to her). The peak of their storyline, with the Russians stripping down in the pool while Kate watches in her pajamas, is a perfect snapshot of their dynamic-while some throw themselves into desire without hesitation, others pull back, uncomfortable with the idea of losing control.
But nothing in this episode is as fascinating as the encounter between Rick and his "mysterious friend," played masterfully by Sam Rockwell. This conversation feels like a distilled manifesto for the entire season: the friend's confession about his spiral of sexual excess and his search for transcendence comes off as a heavy-handed warning to Rick-and to every other character flirting with the idea of losing themselves to find something greater. The way Mike White frames this scene, with the two occupying opposite sides of the screen, highlights the philosophical clash at play. Will Rick take this as a lesson... or as a challenge? And more importantly-what's he going to do with that gun in his bag?
Meanwhile, Timothy, already in a completely fragile mental state, seems ready to do something irreversible. The note written, the gun in hand, the empty stare... but then Victoria walks in, calling him to bed, unknowingly saving her husband's life-at least for now. The scene is painfully realistic because it doesn't offer redemption or relief-Timothy doesn't give up on suicide because he's found a new purpose, but simply because he was interrupted. And his last words in the episode, a desperate whisper to God, only reinforce the existential void he's drowning in.
In the end, what's left when the night is over? Hangovers, regret, maybe even shame... But the wheel keeps turning, right? And the party-whether literal or metaphorical-never really stops. At some point, someone's gun is going to go off. The question now isn't if it'll happen, but who will get hit.
Frank's freakish speech didn't impress me, would have been nicer to have some tiny visual flashbacks, and that was not a monologue, that was pure perversity, good for him, but definitely not for Rick who is entirely on another planet.
User is right, that was almost an entire episode dedicated to druggy partying, but even that wasn't done right. In the first place, they are uninteresting, besides Valentin, Jaclyn, Mook (with her superb dancing, look and hinted smiles all in honey) and to a certain degree Timothy who also needs partying playing Russian Roulette with a revolver though.
So far, Piper has escaped debauchery, that soon needs to be fixed playing the role of a concubine.
Season 1 managed to awe us in just 6 episodes, this season needs at least 12 to achieve above-average mediocrity.
Look at Belinda. Acting like a 14 y.o. Sigh.
I'm all for quality being spiritualism, dramatic action, perversity or pure love. So far, we are served a Frankenfish of fossil, extinct and endangered species.
- Screenplay/storyline/plots: 6
- Production value/impact: 7
- Development: 6.5
- Realism: 7
- Entertainment: 7
- Acting: 7
- Filming/photography/cinematography: 8.5
- VFX: 8
- Music/score/sound: 7
- Depth: 6
- Logic: 4.5
- Flow: 7
- Dark comedy/adventure/satirical drama/slight mystery: 6.5
- Ending: 6.
The conversations are boring, some of the characters are just plain boring. But there are some very good actors among them, it's just sad that nothing happens 😅
All in all There are just way too many content and shows to watch. So it doesn't make sense that they would make something this.
They can get away with one bad season but let's just hope that season 4 will be good so it won't get canceled in the future.
The 77th Emmys Acting Nominees in Character
The 77th Emmys Acting Nominees in Character
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- TriviaSam Rockwell (who plays Rick's friend Frank) has been in a long-term relationship with season regular Leslie Bibb (who plays Kate) since 2007.
- Citas
Frank: Well, you know, I'm... I moved here because, uh... I moved here because, you know, well, I had to leave the States, but I picked Thailand because, uh... Because I always had a thing for Asian girls, you know? And when I got here, oh, I was like a kid in a candy store. You got money, no attachments, nothing to do. I started partying. It got wild. I was picking up girls every night. Always different ones, petite ones, chubby ones, older ones, sometimes multiple ladies a night. I-- I was out of control. I became insatiable. And, uh... You know, after about a thousand nights like that, you start to lose it. I started wondering, where am I going with this? W... why do I feel this need to fuck all these women? What is desire? The form of this cute Asian girl, why does it have such a grip on me? 'Cause she's the opposite of me? She gonna complete me in some way? I realized that I could fuck a million women, I'd still never be satisfied. Maybe... Maybe what I really want, is to be one of these Asian girls.
Rick Hatchett: Really?
Frank: You know?
Rick Hatchett: Uh, not really.
Frank: No, really. Really? So, one night I took home some girl, turned out to be a lady-boy, which I'd done before, but this time, instead of fucking the lady-boy, the lady-boy fucked me. And it was kind of magical. And I got it in my head that what I really wanted was to be one of these Asian girls, getting fucked by me, and to feel that.
Rick Hatchett: Uh-huh.
Frank: So I put out an ad, looking for a white guy, my age, come over and fuck me. Found a guy looked a lot like me. Then I put on some lingerie and perfume, made myself look like one of these girls and I thought I looked pretty hot. Then this guy came over, railed the shit outta me. Then I got addicted to that. Some nights three, four guys would come over, rail the shit outta me. Some I even had to pay. And at the same time I'd hire an Asian girl, who'd just sit there, and watch the whole thing. I'd look in her eyes, while some guy was fucking me, and I'd think, "I am her, and I am fucking me."
Rick Hatchett: Mm-hmm.
Frank: Hey, we all have our Achilles' heel, man, you know. Where does it come from? Why are some of us attracted to the opposite form? Yeah. And some of us the same? sex is a poetic act. It's a metaphor. Metaphor for what? Are we our forms? Am I a middle-aged White guy on the inside, too? Or inside... could I be an Asian girl?
Rick Hatchett: Right. I don't know.
Frank: Guess I was trying to fuck my way to the answer. Then I realized I gotta... I gotta stop with the drug, the girls, the-- You know, trying to be a girl. I got into Buddhism, which is all about, you know, spirit versus form, detaching from self, getting off the never-ending carousel of lust and suffering. Being sober isn't so hard... Being celibate, though, that's... I still miss that pussy, man.
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