Am I a shallow person that my main take away from A Million Stars Falling from the Sky is that KimuTaku is smoking hot? If you’re wondering where all the sex scenes in Asian drama went, they’re in this show, as the mysterious, potentially deadly Ryo beds half the women in Tokyo. Of course, all this carnality leads to VERY BAD THINGS, but that doesn’t mean the fireworks aren’t fun while they last. The show aims to push envelopes and buttons, and is certainly a gripping watch, with three leads who all give compelling performances. However, unlike the puzzle which forms one of its recurring images, I didn’t find that the pieces completely fit together. Characters frequently acted (or failed to act) in ways that strained credibility and undermined the psychological realism of the piece. Also, the final string of disasters/reveals didn’t really work for me either as tragedy or karmic payback. The Greeks astutely noted that tragedy isn’t bad things happening to innocent people or bad things happening to guilty people, but bad things happening to exceptional but flawed people whose errors directly bring about their downfall. Here the victims felt either too blameless or too tainted for the events to have maximum impact. Despite all the sparks (and bullets) flying, I felt rather detached as the final dominos fell. Like its sociopathic antihero, the show is darkly beautiful, but it never felt entirely emotionally engaged.