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Home Again

I decided to quit Netflix after not watching it all summer, so that's one less monthly subscription. I've long disliked how they kept me from watching everything due to my basic status (I refused to pay more when they got greedy), inserted commercials in everything I could watch, and kept jacking up the price. I can watch Tubi for free, and plenty of content on Youtube as well, so why would I waste my money on them?

One subscription I am keeping is Viki, which doesn't overcharge me or bombard me with commercials. Admittedly all their content is Asian, but that's what I like to watch, so we're good there.

Onto the rewatch: a few years back I originally watched and reviewed Road Home, and I wanted to give it another go because I really like Jing Bo Ran as an actor, and I thought I would finally settle on whether or not I like this series.

Verdict: I do like it. It's grown-up and features realistic, grounded conflicts that you don't expect from Chinese productions. The acting is superb, and the romance is solid if very g-rated. Sometimes g-rated is restful.

The one major downside: I still have a problem with the inexplicable turn around of the alcoholic, violent father, but I have unhappy real life experience with such folks. Generally speaking, immense effort, rehab and therapy are required to save an alcoholic, too, which Dad doesn't get. He just decides one day to be nice. Sure.

Road Home is not for everyone, but I might rewatch it again in the future because I do like it so much. Available on Viki.com.

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