Netflix series about a couple of misfit kids, age 17, who find each other and through a series of unforeseen circumstances end up killing a pedophile. Only eight episodes long, each 22 minutes, easily digestible in one long session.
It should have been more interesting than it was. The kids were kinda stereotyped, and the writing wasn't surprising enough.
Plus it had The. Worst. Use. Of. Music. Ever. Whenever the dialog slowed down they'd fade in some interminable whiny indy rock about loneliness/disconnection to the point where you wanted to rip the speaker out of the TV and beat the fucking TV senseless with it.
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