As she hurls herself headlong at modern living, Fleabag (Phoebe Waller-Bridge) is thrown roughly up against the walls of contemporary London, with all its frenetic energy, late nights and bright lights, in this very modern mix of fatalism and hedonism. Unfettered and unfiltered, Fleabag tears through the series sleeping with anyone who dares to stand too close, squeezing money from any orifice, rejecting anyone who tries to help her and keeping up the bravado all along. Because that's just the kind of messed-up, normal person she is. By turns hilarious and heart-breaking, this is the thoroughly disarming confessional of a woman so totally detached she's utterly lost, and ultimately wondering what the hell she ought to be doing in life. Much like the rest of us.
- Fleabag: Series 1 review by CW
Not for the sexually squeamish. Odd, quirky, fierce, comic, heartbreaking. Sibling rivalry and great love. Using sex to alleviate loneliness. I had first read about the series in The New Yorker. I agree that each episode gets better so I am looking forward to series two. I also wanted to watch because Phoebe Waller Bridge, the writer of King Eve, wrote and stars in Fleabag. Sian Clifford plays her tense driven sister. Olivia Coleman is marvellous as the mean self centred narcissistic wife of their father.