Hidden Bodies: The sequel to Netflix smash hit YOU: Volume 2 (YOU series)

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Even the moments that should have evoked suspense and intensity were muted due to the lack of chemistry between characters and lack of urgency because everyone else was just SO DUMB.

Waiting until February was torturous, though not, as it turns out, as torturous as trying to get through this bizarre sequel. The writing itself was fair; I can’t say I noticed a significant decline from You, but it was no longer notable. and we're given peeks into his childhood, through which we find out even more about why Joe is the way he is.And after his relationship with Beck "ended" in YOU- Joe quickly sets his sights on the mysterious Amy. Trading Address (Warehouse) Unit E, Vulcan Business Complex, Vulcan Road, Leicester, Leicestershire, LE5 3EB. YOU don't go to a party empty-handed and my reusable Pantry bag is stuffed with rope, my Rachel Ray knife, rubber gloves, plastic bags, duct tape, and Percocets from Dez.

He negotiates/manipulates his way into working closely with a few Hollywood type agents and producers, finding himself falling in love with a new woman, coincidentally named Love. We need some sort of awareness program about aspirations, the way they degrade the brains of Los Angeles. And when he finds it in a darkened room in Soho House, he’s more desperate than ever to keep his secrets buried. I need to memorize it all, lock it away for safekeeping, the low hum of the music—the Rolling Stones’ “Sweet Virginia,” one of my favorites—and the way the light is right now.

and getting sidetracked from his mission to rid the world of Amy- when he meets THE REAL girl of his dreams. And Joe the stalker just seemed icky and pathetic – there was nothing tugging at my sympathy strings this time. It’s clear she’s never talked about this to anyone; you know when someone is opening up a box so private that there isn’t a key. Well it turns out when you are a crazy, narcissistic, neurotic killer just trying to blend in, a lot can go wrong. It's one of those moments where you don't mess up and leave said urnine behind and it's all you think about, besides the next person that is a butt crack that you want to kill!