The show is centred around the interconnected relationship between a mother, her son, and his dead father's first love.

The mother, Sasiwimol, is hard to like as a character. Her shrill, almost-desperate, voice fills the space with all the thoughts that nobody asked to hear. She insists that cares about nothing but her son – and yet, there are plenty of instances where she positions herself as the centre of the universe, a character flaw that reveals a deeper insecurity to be wanted.

What is deeply unsettling about Wang and In’s relationship is that Wang is never just Wang. He will always live in Siam’s shadow, and through him, In can finally be reconnected to the person he didn’t have the courage to love.

Personally, as beautifully heartwrenching the story was, they were a couple I just couldn’t get behind. I can’t decide if 180 Degree Longitude has truly succeeded in what it set out to convey – first loves and loss, new journeys and redemption. It has all the classic traits of a typical indie flick – beautiful visuals, long and ambiguous conversations, and explorations of literature and philosophy. 

Done well, it should evoke a profound sense of emotion in the viewer, and when done poorly, it comes off as cringey and tryhard. 180 Degree Longitude was neither for me. There are times when I really liked the dialogue, and other times when I felt the series was trying to be artistic for the sake of it.

My favourite part of the series wasn’t the storyline or characters – it was actually the soundtrack.

Full review here: https://asianblreviews.wordpress.com/2022/10/04/180-degree-longitude-passes-through-us/