
Netflix Canceled The Boroughs While It Was Still in the Top Ten
The Boroughs had a 97% on Rotten Tomatoes, a writers' room prepping season two, and Geena Davis fully committed. Netflix killed it anyway.
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Sara Lin writes about culture — which means music criticism, film essays, and whatever's burning down on social this week. She came up writing for a now-defunct Brooklyn music blog and has reviewed somewhere north of 800 albums. She has strong feelings about Phoebe Bridgers, mid-period Kendrick, and the use of needle drops in prestige TV. She's never reviewed a Marvel film and has no plans to start.

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It remembers what you watched. It remembers what you skipped. It remembers what time of day you cried, which is not a sentence I expected to write.
The discourse is doing what discourse does. The show is doing something stranger and quieter and worth talking about — once everybody calms down.
Seven days of silence. I came back. So did the noise. The lessons weren't the ones I expected.