So okay. Last week,
The Day I Became a God left me reeling. It wasn t just that episode 10 dealt with some intense and sensitive subject matter, or that it hit extremely close to home in some ways. It was that this all came as the apparent climax to series that had, up until then, been a meandering and unbalanced mess of obfuscation and questionable storytelling. This is a show that had me burying my head in my hands as I tried to understand how in the hell mahjong was played, and now through a series of barely explored science fiction contrivances, it was diving into a story of a loved one trying to reunite with a disabled, traumatized child with no clue where to start. I m not one to think stories need a rock-solid tonal consistency to be good – some of my favorite pieces of fiction can flip from ridiculous sitcom cliches to heartfelt parables on the personal cost of war or bloodshed – but that s a Grand Canyon-sized leap to make and this show had been looking way more like H