I actually really liked this series and, unusually for me, I had no problem following the plot line. I guess I wasn't bored as I am by the usual standard drek. It was a dark psychological study of human nature with a European sensibility. The slow revelations about the main character, and of the rather odd obsessive psychiatrist (are any psychiatrists sane?); this film is centred around the dynamic between these two main characters, with minor players with their own motivations and subplots. What is there not to follow? Life is complicated. The really interesting aspect of this film was how the main character was portrayed initially as a victim, which he surely was regarding the religious parasites that exploited him, the corrupt policemen and, also, the assault on his privacy and dignity by the surveyal by his mother and the psychiatrist, ample reason for paranoia. But the about face at the end revealed by Noa, for me, illustrated how our perceptions can change and initially be so wrong, like a house of mirrors. It was no mystery to me that it was he who jumped from the balcony at the end, having lost his illusion regarding his sister, for whom he lived through all of those years. It was a truly tragic human story, with tortured complex characters. Brain candy; it really engaged the intellect, this one.