Enjoyed the sights and sceneries so much that it was first reason to keep watching. Loved female lead and the last episode was top of the class. Loved fights. Doesn't compare to hardcore Kung Fu but stunts were undeniably worthy of respect. Male leads aced roles.
Eventually one gets tired of love triangles where obsession and the need to possess always trumps good sense. The destruction of entire city, to exact revenge on woman, for rights to a man who has never even pretended that your fascination with him was anything viable. Proves question: Is it ever love when the two players are you and your imagination? Having experienced both sides of this conundrum, I have to smile upon remembering 'Just my Imagination ' (beautiful song) because it demonstrates clearly that intellectual and technological advancement is no guarantee of truly comprehending theman in the mirror.
