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(Review exclusively for Season 4) Season started becoming promising from the ~end of episode 1 and kept on gaining momentum. However the end was as dull as possible and there was nothing new to the 'Eleven waving hand and evil is vanquished' saga to the point of being sick and tired of it. To make it even worse was El's boyfriend's pep-talk this time to bring out her power when it mattered. The only respite was Hopper's completely new avatar and the story around him, backed by his stellar performance. Overall, a pretty mediocre season, in my opinion, way below par the expectation set by the previous seasons.

Have you ever felt that you're watching something so bad that you end up finishing it just to douse the curiosity that how much worse it can get ? Well, this is a perfect example for me. Started off pretty well with a time dilation / relativity concept which hooks you up immediately expecting a good sci-if on the cards. If time stagnates for an entity, it has to travel at the speed of light. Period. Over the course of the series it gets anything but scientific and I felt the scriptwriter just had the initial concept without any idea of how to proceed and ended up filling it with trash. I feel viewers are being taken advantage of / assumed to have low IQ so that they'll absorb anything being thrown at them in the name of a show/series. Few examples - 1. Ben just glances at his supervisor's ID card having higher security clearance and uses that to login into a system without requiring any password. I'm surprised he even required an ID :D :D :D. 2. He drops coffee into his colleague's lap so that the colleague can leave the computer unlocked for him to access the data. Seriously?? He could've just asked! LMAO 3. He uses somebody else's ID card to enter the company premises, without creating any doubt in the security officer's mind or needing any fingerprint match that goes along with ID scan. Too much! Shoddy scripts like these make me feel how gullible the scriptwriter considers the target viewers and hence my acceptability to take anything about the show seriously anymore ceases. Too many loose ends and entangled plots to keep track off. I think I had way too much free time to have finished the series. I was meaning to pen this down for sometime now, I am content I finally managed which kind of gave me a closure around this series and how I felt before forgetting the details. Thanks for reading!

Let me start with a disclaimer - I haven't watched the movie. On the contrary, I think I've done something far worse. I managed to finish reading the book. Hence let me take this opportunity to thank my fellow reviewers who've spared me that effort by extending my gratitude and providing a candid review of the book, in exchange. If you feel it's misplaced, please ignore the next sections. I've just finished reading the book. Let me pen down my 2 cents on how I felt about the book in general, the plot and the narrative style, as the scar is still fresh :) : I'm thinking of ending things. I'm thinking of ending things...with the author of this book ( by which I mean reading his any other work ). I was thinking of ending things with the author of this book while reading the 1st half of the book. I was thinking of ending things throughout while reading the book. Each page. Page 1. Page 2. Page 3. Middle page. Penultimate page. With the only glimmer of hope that the next page will make me connect the millions of hitherto unconnected dots being setup through the plot and pages after pages filled with their underlying details. Re-assess. Re-evaluate. Re-<you can put your own placeholder synonym(s) just to add further redundancy>. I just finished reading the last page. Last page. There is no page left now. For me to read. Page is hope. Hope is page. There is no hope now. As there is no page left. Maybe a tad relief that the ordeal is over now. Finally. Phew! Pluto is not a planet. It was. Once. When I was a kid. It is just us. We. We is us. He. She. Me. Why me? Why you? Why not? Are you good? Are you? Yes, no, maybe. It doesn't matter anymore. Mind not fried yet? Read on........ There are nearly 4 pages of the same line - "What are you waiting for?" It did make me wonder though what was going on in the author's mind while penning it down. When he started, did he set a goal beforehand on the number of "What are you waiting for?"s or was it a dynamic decision that ok, I have written enough "What are you waiting for?"s and now my hand/mind is aching? My guess both? Or, maybe a sudden surge of sympathy for the would-be readers? Or, maybe a hidden message from his own subconscious that enough is enough? Well, I guess it's too late now. I wonder how the book's outcome would've been impacted had there been 10 more "What are you waiting for?"s. Or 20 less? Would it have changed anybody's take on this book including mine and even his own? I guess, I shouldn't have been here. Inside the book. I shouldn't have read it. I should've been in my bed taking a nap. Or playing tennis. Or swimming. Or just staring blank. We're communicating. We're thinking. Communicating is thinking. Is communicating thinking? Yes, no, maybe? In the end, it's upto us all. Well, I guess, like everything else in this book, it doesn't matter either. :) Or does it? I think I've become more tolerant and forgiving towards things now, just things in general.