Ever since my city, Paris, went into lockdown in mid-March, I’ve been waiting for my usual binge-watching urge to kick in. When anxiety flares, what’s more reliably numbing than a marathon of an engrossing show like or ?
Hell, a government-mandated quarantine is the best excuse I’ve had—outside of a snowstorm, hangover, flu or breakup—to plant myself on the couch and stream episode after episode.Instead, the opposite has happened, and I’ve become strangely uninterested in the shows that I normally obsess over.