As a Filipino, the plight of my countries primary export: domestic help, is all too familiar. But this time it's not exactly that, but the story is about a Cambodian doctor educated and who emigrated from the Philippines.
This story also takes me to a completely unfamiliar situation. Of course Vegas never disappoints as a backdrop for a story - but a cleaning lady playing the role of a strong, female character, as well as a mother, and a friend, without focusing attention to race or playing the victim card, is completely refreshing.
As the world tries to embrace diversity and inclusiveness, in spite of all the things that try to empower divisiveness, regionalism, and racist behavior; this series offers an alternate narrative that highlights humanity's diversity with literal horns and tails - without diminishing what makes us human, and what sets us apart from lesser life forms: which as far as I'm concerned is still comprised of the very same humans differently dressed in the latest trending attire, purchased with other people's hard-earned cash, exhibiting behavior one would hardly consider as "human."
I happen to know a tardigrade whose entire life never involved the intentional and deliberate desire to do harm.
This TV series' title should end with a question mark, because even the screenwriters seem to have absolutely no idea what story they're telling!
From the most overused, cliche'd, and stereotypical Asian tropes having the most mediocre of conversations while speeding through crucial plot points as if they were the answer to the question, "Are you human?"
Initially, I thought it would be another cheesy documentary; believe me, I've seen thousands! And then, that voice! It hooks you in, as you feel yourself part of the discovery. Watch and learn, they say. Watch her learn, I say! With no lessons, no teacher, no mother. In this yearlong and lifelong journey through self-discovery.
Your typical fish out of water storyline but what a beautiful fish and such beautiful waters. A great study on cultural differentiation, sometimes highlighting what's wrong with the American psyche when viewed from a foreign lens. In short, they sometimes just overthink everything. Vive la différence! C'est la vie!
Not a documentary. More marketing than anything else.
What a royal waste of time! Were we expected to be enlightened with disparate snapshots of slightly related events with absolutely no clear evidence of any journalistic activity? Their entitled millennial workforce, none of whom are witnesses to history, have now developed a sense of self-importance by their mere affiliation. Trying on clothes, getting a haircut, idle chit-chat on the way to the podium; have they no footage of actual news-gathering or investigative journalism activities to fulfill their runtime obligation? Besides, all parties are portrayed with no one's integrity intact. What's the whole point? If this is the story of the Filipino, I will see you all on the other side, wherever that may be.
Reminiscent of much simpler times, the premise in the situations are a far cry from our constant barrage of superheroes and Michael Bay explosions. I welcome it wholeheartedly! It's a breath of fresh air! It's relatable, believable, palatable.