i’m saying this with my full BA hons in film and television studies behind me: the handling of mike and will isn’t just disappointing, it’s a catastrophic failure of narrative cohesion, character continuity, and visual storytelling. and the most damning part is that the show demonstrated, from the outset, that it understood exactly what it was constructing.
season 1 establishes the foundation with absolute clarity. mike and will are the first characters to share a one to one scene in episode 1, a deliberate act of narrative primacy. mike’s reaction to will’s disappearance is framed entirely differently from lucas and dustin’s: not simply concerned, but visually coded as distressed, fixated, emotionally destabilised. and when will is found, mike lays his head on will’s chest, a gesture that, in film language, is intimate, vulnerable, and deeply character revealing. that is loaded, that is a director making a choice.
and we could have had one of finn’s best young performances, him crying on his bike after finding “will’s body” at the quarry, but they deleted it. and they’ve never released it. they cut the emotional core of mike’s grief out of the show and then spent years pretending the emotional throughline never existed.
season 2 builds on that foundation with one of the most coherent, emotionally charged arcs in the entire series. the performances are calibrated, the blocking is intentional, the subtext is practically vibrating. and then there’s season 2’s “crazy together” scene, which is, and i say this without exaggeration, one of the most sophisticated demonstrations of cinematic intimacy in the entire series. it is the kind of scene you could screen in a first year film seminar to teach students how to construct emotional closeness through blocking, framing, and micro performance rather than overt romantic gesture.
the brilliance of that scene lies in its restraint. the camera positions mike and will in a tight two‑shot, close enough that their shared emotional space becomes the focal point. the lighting is soft, the colour palette muted, creating a visual cocoon around them. the dialogue is minimal, almost incidental, what matters is the exchange of breath, the way their eye lines lock and hold, the way the silence between them becomes charged rather than empty.
and yes, mike does touch will’s hand, a tiny, instinctive gesture that lands with the weight of a confession, but even without that, the scene is a masterclass in how to convey intimacy without relying on physicality. it’s the proximity. the stillness. the way mike leans in, not out. the way will’s face softens in response. the way the camera refuses to cut away, allowing the moment to breathe.
and the most astonishing part? finn and noah were around thirteen years old when they filmed it. the emotional intelligence required to play that scene, the nuance, the vulnerability, the micro expressions, is extraordinary for actors of that age. it’s the kind of performance that suggests a deep, intuitive understanding of their characters’ bond, one that the writing later refused to honour.
the “crazy together” scene is proof, textual, visual, undeniable proof, that the show once understood how to build intimacy between mike and will with precision and intentionality. it is the clearest evidence that their relationship was never written, framed, or performed as purely platonic. it is the emotional blueprint the series should have followed, and the fact that it didn’t is one of the most baffling acts of narrative self sabotage in recent television.
and then the snowball scene happens and the writers just… detonate their own work. cutting out will watching mike and el isn’t a harmless edit. it’s a fundamental misunderstanding of visual storytelling. that shot would of been the emotional spine of the arc. that was the moment that should have lived in the audience’s chest. but instead of trusting the story they were already telling, they blinked.
then season 3 arrives and they start unravelling mike and will’s relationship in real time. that rain fight, mike snapping “it’s not my fault you don’t like girls”, was cruel then, but now? now it’s brutal. because if they’d followed through on the story they were already building, it would have been obvious that mike was projecting, flailing, terrified of his own feelings. it would have read as a character in crisis, not a character being inexplicably vicious. but because they never resolved byler, because they left everything suspended in narrative limbo, the scene just hangs there. no context. no emotional scaffolding. nothing.
season 4 has the audacity to tease a return to that season 2 spark, the softness, the emotional attunement, the unspoken history, only to sabotage it again. they take will’s painting, will’s words, will’s emotional labour, and hand them to mike as the catalyst for that ridiculous monologue. it’s unforgivable. because mike never finds out. there is no reckoning. no fallout. no narrative consequence. the show uses will’s heart as a prop and then refuses to acknowledge it ever happened.
and then season 5… episode 4 is basically speed running byler. the field scene? genuinely beautiful. mike at his most natural, most open, most himself with will, the closest we’ve been to that season 2 dynamic in years. then the bathroom scene, holding hands to stop a burst pipe like they’re in a rom com written by someone who refuses to admit they’re writing a rom com. it’s framed with the intimacy of a romantic beat and that look at the end of episode 4? classic romantic framing. textbook. you could put it in a cinematography lecture on visual intimacy.
and then volume 2 ruins it. that coming out scene for will, twelve people in the room, zero intimacy, zero emotional safety, absolutely shocking. and then having him say mike was just “his tammy”? be serious. they were childhood best friends, narrative foils, emotional anchors, not some throwaway middle school crush. reducing their entire history to a tammy tier footnote is narrative malpractice.
and then the tower scene. mike saying “friends? no thanks. best friends.” it actually spat on the mike and will relationship. because what they had was NEVER platonic. the show spent five seasons building a bond steeped in emotional intimacy, coded longing, and narrative priority, and then tried to flatten it into a friendship slogan. and the fact that noah had to ask for byler to have one last scene? unacceptable. and frankly unprofessional. actors shouldn’t have to beg for the emotional resolution the script is supposed to provide.
and then the epilogue… the behind the scenes clip of finn gently touching will’s binder, a tiny, instinctive, character true gesture, and they cut it out of the actual show? says everything. and don’t even get me started on the duffers telling finn, as mike, not to touch will in the behind the scenes. that’s a whole other post, because the implications of that are a dissertation on their own.
and then, the final shared look. mike and will both with tears in their eyes. the micro expressions are so blatant it’s almost confrontational. that is not accidental. that is not neutral. that is two actors communicating an entire unresolved emotional history in seconds. and the show still refuses to acknowledge it.
meanwhile, finn and noah, two of the strongest young actors working today, were giving them gold. nuance, longing, conflict, all the things the script was too scared to commit to. the writers had something rare, textured, honest, and they still managed to fumble it.
from a craft standpoint, it’s indefensible. from a queer coded narrative standpoint, it’s gutless. they had a story worth telling, and they left it on the floor.