<div class="erm-title-wrapper">Fleabag – A review</div>

Fleabag – A review

Fleabag, a short two-season series by Pheobe Waller-Bridge is a trainwreck of hilarious and often inappropriate situations. The show follows the life of a “greedy, perverted, selfish, apathetic, cynical, depraved, morally bankrupt woman who can’t even call herself a feminist.”

To set the premise, the anti-heroine of the show is addicted. To sex. To be more precise, she is addicted to the ‘drama of sex’. Owner of a guinea-pig themed cafe, the protagonist is interested in all things weird and insensitive for example, jogging in a morgue. She’s abrasive, crass, steals regularly, and breaks up with her boyfriend when her house needs cleaning. She would turn any situation into a sexual one because that is the only kind of situation she knows to handle.

Her relationship with her uptight, irritable and extremely mistrustful sister, Claire is uncomfortable. Her father is emotionally unavailable and incompetent to show any affection. The show is full of unlikeable people who keep making the same mistakes and that is what makes the series that much more real. All the characters are so profoundly unhappy with their lives, that you are intrigued to know how they can ever get out of the comfortably pitiable grave they have dug for themselves. The show is refreshing in its honest portrayal of depression, of being a victim to one’s habits, of resent, of temptations and heartbreaks.

Throughout the series, Pheobe stares dead into the camera and passes off the most snarky, insensitive comments that make you hate her character but at the same time feel privileged to get a peep into the deepest recesses of her mind. After a point, we are no longer mere spectators, we have become a part of her brain. She winks, smirks and talks conspiracies to us. The constant breaking of the fourth wall is, contrary to popular belief, anything but boring, and keeps you invested in the series.

The cutting of jokes mid-sentence, the conspirational looks, the complete inappropriate-ness of situations and the use of unabashed humour to cut down and help digest serious problems are some of the best things about the show. But, nothing can beat the two seconds of the loud, abrupt intro jazz music. A recommendation for all who have a few hours to spare and an unhealthy appetite for dark humour.



  1. Vyom

    Great Review!
    I can see you have a good taste in Series. Dark Humour is always welcomed!
    Keep Writing!!


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