The Haunting of Bly Manor explores the concept of hell on earth, how we can entrap ourselves into a loop of our most sacred memories where we willingly lock ourselves, the key tucked away for good.
The Haunting of Bly Manor isn’t a horror show, but it is a show about the horrors of being alive, simply because… well, life’s not all fairy tale stuff. Even a moonflower only blooms once in its lifetime.
Like many other shows on Netflix, take for example Russian Doll or The Good Place, The Haunting of Bly Manor depicts yet another representation of hell without ever mentioning the word devil — or Lucifer, because more often than not we are our own punishers in life.
What we perceive as love could turn in a second into hate. What we call duty could so easily transform into rage and revenge. What follows then is the butterfly effect of destruction that echoes through time.
As we come to realise in our timeline — at one point or another we have to face our own demons, the evil side that resides side by side with the goodness in us. The choices we take then could haunt us for the rest of eternity, or help us escape the horrors created by our ancestors years, centuries before us.
Time takes all things. it is the way of the world. The past recedes, memories fade, and so, true, does the spirit. Everything yields to time, even the soul.
As the creators of our own destiny, we have the power to forge the turns that we take with every single next choice, whether that choice is guided by our moral compass, heart, honour or pure stubbornness.
Soon enough we will all forget the past, we will all be forgotten by the future generations, but isn’t the point of it all — being human — to live and to leave on this earth more than what we took for ourselves?
One could argue that The Haunting of Bly Manor is a metaphysical quest for what it truly means to be alive in our complicated world where we are guided by the heart’s desires and not entirely by logic. After all, love can make us do wild, stupid, crazy things, yet it is love that truly gives meaning to life.
We kill for love. We move miles and miles away for love. We live for love, since the day we were born till the day we die and sometimes longer.