The leftovers

I finished 2 seasons of the highly acclaimed HBO series The Leftovers.

I'm quite of myself for finishing, although this is not the type of sci fi show that I would watch, but it's just so captivating. The storyline is very crazy and incomplete but it makes you reflect a lot about life.

2% of the people in the planet disappeared suddenly one day. After 3 seasons there wasn't any explanation about that and that's what the show wants you to think about. You actually want a logical explanation but sometimes in life you just have to accept that things happen in an unexplainable way and move on. The show is about moving on and acceptance about life. Sometimes we have to pretend to be ok, sometimes we just have to understand that life happens in a mysterious way, you can't control life, you can't control people, you just have to accept it. You don't know what other people are thinking, you don't know what they are going through and why they do the things they do.

It's about acceptance and moving on. Life is not logical sometimes.

The Leftovers displays what happens to all of us when we fail to let go of control of our goodness. Within a microcosm where the stakes are blatantly high and the situation increasingly dire, humanity faces the same old struggle with sin we’ve faced since the very beginning: We want to control what happens to us, if not also for those around us. We want a say in the whys and the hows of life—I was good, and therefore X happened, I failed at Y and therefore Z took place. We are not a people to be content with the unknown, we want skin in the game regardless of whether or not that means predicting outcomes, throwing in the towel and giving up altogether, or assuming nothing was ever wrong with us in the first place (or at least, that less is wrong with us than those other people).

So deep.