She dances around it, ducks back in time – an entire episode takes place in Italy – and on to her friends, one of whom, Kwame, is graphically raped by his Grindr date while another, T, shocks herself with a threesome. To clarify: Coel doesn’t show the rape – she’s looking for more than one simple brutal shock. It’s connected to Chewing Gum because Episode 1 is a mirror of what happened to Coel during the making of that show, when she pulled an overnighter in the office on a script and left alone to go out for a drink with a friend.
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Her lauded TV series Chewing Gum, which ran for two seasons between 20, also mixed up the personal and the professional and there are some similar themes at play in I May Destroy You. I May Destroy You is bound tightly to both Coel’s violent experience and her own professional life, but widens further to embrace a generation of urban sophisticates who are experimenting with boundaries and pushing their limits - hard. I May Destroy You needed a physical intimacy co-ordinator, and, one only hopes, an emotional support system for Coel, who bares her very soul here. Coel is, quite simply, a formidable talent, in front of and behind the camera.
A drama/comedy which springs from Coel’s own traumatic rape, this has the sense of an explosive, boundary-shifting, era-defining Sex In The City, Girls or Fleabag (it is also part-backed by HBO) but with its almost all-black cast and deft command of huge tonal switches, it’s something entirely new and bracing as well. Viewers of Britain’s staidly conventional BBC1 channel have certainly never seen anything like this before, not even in the 10.45pm slot. For the characters, for the audience, and for writer/co-director and star Michaela Coel as she spins the skeins of her deeply personal 12x30-minute hybrid series.
There’s a lot to figure out in I May Destroy You.
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