I LOVE YOU TO DEATH (OF OTHER PEOPLE) - AKA STRANGERS FROM HELL
I was binge-watching this and accidentally fell asleep around 2 AM (so not because it’s boring - literally the opposite, this show is a full-on mindfuck), and DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON MY NIGHTMARES. Jesus. I woke up drenched in sweat, almost screaming.
This show is the most unsettling thing I’ve ever watched. It possesses you. It crawls under your skin and just stays there. It’s not even about violence or traditional horror - It’s just… deeply, existentially disturbing.
The only time I’ve ever felt like this before was when I read House of Leaves. That same disorienting, reality-warping dread. GOD.
It had only 10 episodes to prove itself and I don’t know what it proved but it definitely managed something - it messed with my brain chemistry IDK?
And it’s not just psychological horror - it’s violently physical. Brutal in a way that never feels sensationalized. The gore hits hard, but it’s the emotional disintegration that really destroys you. AND it must be said - as it has been MILLIONS OF TIMES - the homoerotic tension between Yim Siwan and Lee Dong Wook is OFF THE CHARTS. The prolonged eye contact, the breathing down each other’s necks, the soft voices and tight spaces… it’s China-BL levels of censorship trying to cover something deeply unholy.
So yes: it’s gay (but not). It’s violent. It’s deranged. It’s brilliant. I will never be normal again.
