The Haunting of Hill House

During the weekend, I decided to man up and finally watch it on Netflix. It was not what I was expecting, at all! I found the show extremely compelling! To the extent that I even attempted and succeeded in canceling all my plans (save for a baby shower that I sadly couldn’t opt out of) to fully immerse myself in a show that was deeply, deeply haunting (heehee, I had to)! I wrote about the show earlier (here) and actively tried to avoid watching it, but after all the good stuff everyone’s been saying about it, I just couldn’t not watch it.

It wasn’t scary as I thought it’d be. In fact, it wasn’t scary at all (I was totally fine during the night-time, which is typically when I tend to start freaking out). If anything, The Haunting of Hill House was incredibly sad! My heart broke over and over again, for each of them (except the oldest sister ‘cuz… eww), multiple times throughout every other episode! It got to the point where nothing sad was even happening on-screen, but I’d watch a scene of them in the past (their younger selves) and start crying all over again. The last show that’s ever made me cry this much was This Is Us (here).

It’s been a minute since I’ve watched such a good show!

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