13 Reasons Why

[A Netflix original]

Hannah Baker, a high school student, is dead. She has left behind a number of audio-cassettes explaining why she chose to end her life. In case we were missing some clarity, she has named the people responsible for her unraveling and detailed their callousness.

Adolescence is a time of heightened reality, the show tells us. The tiniest shift in a friendship or a casual remark could feel like the end of social order. Hannah is a new student at Liberty High, and things happen to her. Seemingly innocuous at first – a friend misunderstands her, a boy she kissed spreads rumours about her, another boy rates her ass as the best in class – but they all add up, and after an especially brutal incident, she decides to slit her wrists and bleed to death in a bathtub.

The show is intelligent in the way it doesn’t talk about teenagers as clueless young people, it doesn’t patronize them. They are insecure, confused, sometimes kind, often unexpectedly cruel. Instead, it is the parents who are shown to be mostly clueless. They have good intentions, but they are still unable to understand their children’s lives. Maybe they don’t listen enough.

I could not relate to this show, even after trying to recollect my own adolescence. Maybe I had different crises to attend to back then. I  fought unsuccessfully to be allowed to make decisions, I did not have too much choice given to me. I tried to be a rebel by banging the door a few times after a fight, I spoke on the phone in secrecy after the adults went to sleep. Funnily, it is my twenties that have seen more tumult, which I suspect is because of the limited scope to function like an adult in spite of having finally reached adulthood.

13 Reasons Why gets more melodramatic and morbid as the episodes go by – there is sexual abuse, gun violence, rampant alcohol and drug use. The high school culture portrayed is surely toxic – with its unrelenting focus on looks, athletic achievements, and pressure to find a partner. Boys walk around with entitlement that goes unchecked, girls suffer from low esteem. Is this what a normal American high school looks like? That is most frightening.

Every episode is narrated by Hannah from the beyond. Clay Jensen, who is the unrequited love interest, listens to the tapes and catches hold of everyone who is named. Did you really do what she said? Why did you do it? While this feels clever in the beginning, it starts to grate soon enough. Also, why did Hannah choose audio-cassettes as her preferred mode of communication? One would think teenagers would find it easier to record audio files on their smart phones and upload it to the cloud.


8 thoughts on “13 Reasons Why

  1. Honestly, the way I see high school kids behave in India or America now, I feel scared. If I have kids, I will have to really work hard on strengthening their characters so they don’t end up falling into an abyss. It’s hard for the kids out there to maintain their moral compass and individuality.


  2. The show started off with great expectations[for me] but slowly withered off.Maybe I could not half relate myself to those situations or maybe I didn’t find it as really good reasons for committing the suicide, well I am no one to comment upon the mental agony of that person, but still :).All in all a good watch.Loved reading your views, btw!!


  3. I often wonder if the culture depicted in this show is expected to be a sort metaphor or something. Surely good lookers get around, and average lookers get jealous and there maybe some substance abuse here and there. But I can never wrap my head around this ‘culture’.


    1. I can’t think of anything it could be a metaphor for.. I like to think it’s a literal representation..probably exaggerated? Or maybe I just feel better thinking about it that way.
      I was the new kid in a high school once too, haha. Pretty girls were popular, teachers played favourites.. Ugh. I did my homework, wrote the exams, got out of there 😁


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s