It’s not a ghost story, it’s a love story.

      I’m sitting here just... bawling my eyes out. I was extremely skeptical coming into this one. I absolutely adore The Haunting of Hill House and was terrified that this one wouldn’t be as good. And the truth is, I wasn’t really feeling it that much the first 4 episodes or so. Don’t get me wrong, the story was building up well and the cast is perfect, I just deeply missed the family dynamic from Hill House and I hadn’t found myself attached to any of the Bly Manor characters. Now that I’ve finished it I can say that The Haunting of Hill House is better and scarier, but The Haunting of Bly Manor is way more heartbreaking and simply devastating. It’s a beautiful, painful story that will be in my thoughts for a very long time. While I still don’t have the attachment that I had to the characters of Hill House, the ones from Bly Manor still managed to touch my heart, specially Jamie, who I wasn’t expecting to like this much when she first was introduced.
      I need to come back to it and pay a bit more attention though, mostly to episodes 5 and 6 because my little pea brain was confused the entire time. I mean I understood what happened but I’m still not exactly sure of HOW it happened. 
      I don’t think I cried when I finished Hill House but this one truly truly broke me, specially the very last frame. My chest is still aching.