This suspense drama has been full of doubts from the beginning. The audience is always controlled by the camera under Grace's point of view, and there is a fog in front of them, and they can't see the whole picture of the truth. When the mystery is revealed, and looking back at the beginning of the incident, the audience is Grace. In fact, the truth has been there from the very beginning. The murderer can only be him, but we are all like Grace, who have transformed love, family affection, and impressions into illusions. The illusion is mixed into the truth, making room for another possibility. However, the audience is not Grace, our spirit is not strong, we succumb to the comfort zone of wishful thinking, unwilling to be broken, unwilling to be truthful. So we were shocked, we admired, we were enlightened when Grace quietly debunked the truth and took her and the rest of her family's life firmly into her own hands. This is not a suspense drama at all, because we already know who the murderer is from the beginning; it is a psychological drama in the true sense, because we always ignore the truth and hope to find another possibility. Why do we turn a blind eye to some facts? Why do we believe in some imaginations? Are we only willing to believe what we want to believe? When what we want to believe is irreversibly presented as what we don't want to believe, we still choose to hide our eyes and weave a picture of what we want to believe, even if the picture is riddled with holes.
More and more I feel that any TV or movie with Nicole in it exudes a literary atmosphere from the inside out. Big waves, blond curly hair, tall stature, white skin and red lips, this should be the standard of commercialization, but in Nicole, a literary atmosphere of blurred and alienated is transformed. Whether it's "Big Little Lies" or this one, Nicole has vividly interpreted the charm of women who are stronger in spirit than in their hearts when faced with major changes and difficult choices. As for Uncle Hugh, he was so handsome when he was young that when his face is full of folds, we only found out that his acting skills are also amazing. He frowned, closed his eyes, bared his teeth, looked around anxiously, and there were many small gestures in his hands, these natural body language, which seemed to be easy to come by, but in fact it was a lifetime of acting practice. It's hard to imagine what it would be like for someone else to play this anti-social bastard who can never be seen through. I just think he is the bastard, and that bastard should be like him.
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