Found this short series by accident on Netflix. The ending left me heartbroken, but with hope. Subtle, compassionate shades, emotionally and morally, a moving story tapestry, well-told. The title arises from a metaphor: goldfish can only grow as much as the fishbowl allows, and if you do not care enough to refresh the water daily, they will begin to sicken and die. Hence, "goldfish wives." But the narratives extend compassion to the stumbling husbands as well. Like Madame Bovary, these characters simply refuse to live without love and happiness. Sometimes, they create an even bigger mess, but sometimes they "jump out of the bowl" and continue to swim.
Review of Fishbowl Wives
