Hey, the bird show. I don't know that I have ever watched a movie or a TV show where the final

scene left me so incredibly gutted like the TV show I binged over the weekend. I mean, you talk

about bawling, you talk about leaving the show when it's over and the credits and are rolling.

You ever know a movie like that when it's so sad at the end?

Like the credits are rolling and the entire theater is quiet because you're trying to process your emotions?

I'm trying to remember, and I can't the last time I was like at a movie like that at a theater.

I've definitely done that in the privacy of my own home.

Uh-huh.

Can't remember the last time I voluntarily went out of my way to go see a sad movie.

Like, life's sad enough.

I don't need to watch it on screen, too.

I didn't know what I was signing up for.

And I've been dying to talk about this show now for a couple of days,

and I've been obsessed with it and talking about it and posting about it nonstop on Instagram.

Adolescence on Netflix is gutting.

And it is not what I expected it to be.

So what I thought I was signing up for was sort of a superficial crime, mystery crime type deal with a whole bunch of pivots and who've done it's where you don't know at the end who did it until the very last scene.

That's what I thought I was signing up for.

Wow.

It is so much more than that.

So it's a four episode series and it's about a kid that is accused of murder in his town in England.

How old is a kid?

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