The show is not about Haredi Jews; rather, it is about humans who happen to be ultra-orthodox religious.

Maybe the problem is not that men or “celebrities” don’t know how to be vulnerable or messy but that we don’t like to be reminded that they are. (And we are, too.)

Social justice scandals play out in Netflix's newest hit "The Chair", echoing college campuses across the country. The show's empathy is remarkable, but as a recent graduate, some scenes hit too close to home.

Many of the stories that came out of 9/11, tales of grief and rage, sin and freedom, seem relevant once again.

The show presents a radical, eminently Catholic conviction: that men and women in jail are not “convicts,” but human beings on the same journey of sin, mercy and redemption.

The show’s true subject is nothing less than spiritual sickness, fueled by the existential dread of folks with no material wants who nevertheless don’t know what to do with their lives or how to spend them happily with each other.