This is my favorite comment in this thread. I just finished the show last night and Bill’s monologue about stories at his hearing damn near made me cry. Once upon a time I wanted to teach literature at the college level, I gave up on grad school at the 11th hour and now I’m an established writer. I still grieve the dream of a utopian academic life, though I know now it was a fantasy. All this to say… I relate. Between that scene at Bill’s hearing and the scene where Ji-Yoon teaches again at the end — her students sitting in the sunlight from the windows, swept away by the poem she reads— I agree that the series landed firmly on the side of absurdism. And it was sad but beautiful.

Good stuff.