This is pointless, kind of tragic, sort of hopelessly romantic but Kaya Scodelario's beauty makes me cry.
About "Fire" Part I: tangled thoughts are dissolving and submerging. It's about a mix of wonder and love, of wanting to know more about the past or rather if that matters, wanting to curse about Effy's demeaning work place, of Effy's decisions towards what seems to be the obvious and so on...so I am obviously looking forward to the next episodes. I think it was consistent, it brought nostalgia through tiny bits of frames that reminded you of other times, even though these are clearly different ones. That's what matters now. And that's the substance to look for.