I’m so fucking devastated at the news that Netflix has cancelled 1899. It’s been years since I’ve felt this passionate about a show - any show - on TV. I’m fucking sick of Netflix treating its fans like this. Treating its artists like this. What’s the point, as a writer or showrunner, of going to Netflix when they’re only ever going to fund 1/2 or 1/3 of your project? I’m so tired that entertainment has become a numbers game rather than something that encourages and enables diversity in thought and creativity and people pouring their hearts and minds into an idea. Every time I see Netflix mentioned on the internet nowadays it’s literally in the same breath as a show that was loved and left behind. As an aspiring writer, I can only imagine what the creators and actors and crew must be feeling right now. As a fan, my heart is broken because I might never learn the ending to this story, of what it all means. This show was truly a lifeboat for me during an extremely difficult time and I was hoping for it to remain a lifeboat for a little while longer. I’m really, truly, honestly sick to my stomach. And I have gone ahead and rage-cancelled my subscription because there’s absolutely zero point in paying for a platform that values neither its fans nor its creators.
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