The second question everyone has after asking if they ought to watch YOU is: "Is it any good?" No, it's really not. And the ending is uniquely terrible. And yet. It's so much fun. So many things happen in the first three episodes alone that you come out of it feeling like you've just watched a billion hours of television.
It's fortunate for YOU, and for you, that the show is now available to binge on Netflix, because bingeing is really the only good way to consume this kind of TV. When it was airing weekly on Lifetime, it was "that stalker show" that nobody watched but everyone had heard something about. Now, if you want to know what the TV freaks are discussing at any given moment, you gotta start YOU.
The best -- and, at times, most unsettling -- part of the show is how gradually it reveals that the main character of the show really is just insane. It's sadistically fun to watch a very dumb show whose troubled, problematic protagonist well and truly sucks. And Joe SUCKS. Gone are the days of antiheroes like Don Draper and Walter White, whose motivations, while wobbly, are generally couched in some sense of personal morality and tend to easily trick the casual viewer into taking their side. There is no denying how awful Joe is straight from the get-go. He's chronically self-centered, taking Beck's every decision as some sort of coded message only to him, slowly excising the people he doesn't like from her life. Once you spend more than a few episodes with his incessant, haughty stream-of-consciousness monologue running through your ears, he's barely even serial killer-charming.
Badgley himself has been quick to set the record straight for viewers who might be so distracted by his chiseled good looks that they forget he's a creepy, creepy dude. Even his taste in books is standard boring white guy fare! The only interesting thing about him is that he keeps an airtight torture fish tank/book jail in the basement of the book store he works at.