A confident, even elegant piece of television from writer Charlie Covell, The End of the F***ing World must first and foremost be celebrated for its characters. Focused on two isolated teenagers who have always lived their lives in liminal spaces, the series functions as a nuanced character study; use of cleverly constructed cutscenes and some of the best voiceover sequences since The Handmaid’s Tale lend James and Alyssa a real, and rare, sense of interiority. It creates a certain intimacy with self-diagnosed psychopath James and the intense Alyssa, one that serves to emphasise the poignancy – and in some ways the tragedy – of the journey they undertake.
I absolutely loved this show, though admittedly in hindsight this article is perhaps a little too slight to convey just how good it is.
If you liked this article – or if you didn’t like the article, but you did like the show – you might also be interested in my interview with the wonderful Alex Lawther. I’d quite like to interview the presumably similarly wonderful Jessica Barden, if anyone who can arrange that happens to be reading this.