The number one program on Netflix now is Virgin River.
I’ve been trying to watch as much of it as I can.
Jack, Mel, Doc, Honey, Preacher, Charmain (sic)…well…it doesn’t get much better than this on Netflix during the height of the summer.
Nearly everyone wants to fall in love or is falling out of love, reuniting or breaking up, cheating on one another, or pretending to be faithful.
It is a hurricane of music meant to inspire love and cheating, with scenery pretending to show rural America like one of the Hamptons, and enough Victorian novel style twists and turns to make you believe you are reading a Dickens novel.
To be truthful, I think the show is rubbish…but I am now addicted to Mel, and Jack and the Preacher and the ridiculous twists and turns.
If you aren’t watching, you should.
Give it a try and let us know what you think. Virgin River.
It is not about a river.
There are no virgins in it.