SPOILERS -- do not read ahead if you fear being spoiled! This should be a show that I love. Solid actors, interesting premise, time period I'm interested in, frequent references to the way WWI impacted it's soldiers in a way previous wars hadn't. The first episode wasn't that good, it picked up a bit in the second and third. It's a highly stylized, formalistic show which puts more effort into visuals than characters. If it was American and had a 13-26 episode season I would have packed it in, but I like to have something playing while I work out so I watched the fourth episode. The fourth and fifth I was actually interested in what was happening, but thought did not warrant the pedestal people were placing it on. People were saying it was the greatest show on TV. It wasn't until the sixth episode that I saw a great moment. Specifically, the last few minutes where Tommy is writing the letter and the little red-haired girl gets shot on the train platform. I loved that moment. I immediately changed my mind about not watching the next season. I was going to watch it and I was genuinely intrigued. So the second season starts and... fucking hell... the girl didn't get shot. She shot Sam Neill's character in a trick reveal. I completely lost interest in watching any more episodes, but I left it on while I worked out. It was the point where Sam Neill's character is also revealed to be alive that I couldn't take it any more. I shut off the TV. This is the least courageous storytelling that I've ever seen. I dread that if I keep watching there's going to be a scene where something amazing/dramatic/startling/moving happens, only to have some character wake up and reveal it was all a dream. I'm done. I'm out. Moving on to a better series.