Physics or chemistry (or the school you wouldn't send your children to)

Fourteen years after it ended, it's back Physics or chemistry On Antena 3. A new generation of students begins a new school year at the Zurbarán Institute in Madrid with life choices and technologies at their disposal that change the landscape. The series begins in a nightclub, and in just the first four minutes, we see all the students drunk, a group snorting poppers, sexist comments, marijuana use, benzodiazepine abuse, cunnilingus in a public toilet bowl, anxiety attacks, punches, and a dead student. This is the new generation. Physics or chemistry to extreme levels. After the summer break, the philosophy teacher asks them what makes them happy. "Fucking," one suggests. "I'll suck my dick, fucking is for workers," another declares. In physical education class, a girl explains that she's exempt from the subject because one leg is longer than the other, even though it doesn't show. The teachers aren't much better. When it comes to interacting, the level of aggression among the teaching staff is more typical of a penitentiary than an educational center. This time, they emphasize that the school is a parent-teacher cooperative, and this allows a mother to act as an oligarch and controller of an educational regime typical of the Transition.

The changing rooms serve to show off tits, asses, and young girls in fine lingerie. A non-binary character joins the cast, who will receive the hatred of the more conservative sector. The erotic-festive scenes are performed by a trio of teenagers, made up of two boys and a girl. Because she rides a motorcycle and wears leopard-print t-shirts, she's earned the nickname "biker" in class.

In the first episode, the script focuses on highlighting the generational changes compared to the founding class, of which only the faded graduation cap remains in the school's reception area. The teachers are irritable and bitter about the students' superficiality and apathy, they are desperate with cell phone addiction, they don't know how to manage the students' hormonal effervescence, and they argue about how to address these conflicts. Their concerns are expressed in the form of statistics: "One in five minors has anxiety problems," warns a teacher at the faculty meeting. Logically, mental health will become the perfect ingredient on which to build dramas of all kinds.

This panorama must not be very different from what many teachers have to manage in real high school classrooms. And perhaps that is the most depressing thing about the series. The most disconcerting thing is television's inability to portray generations that inspire a modicum of hope and more inspiring role models. Is it reality that inspires television, or is it television that perpetuates and encourages certain role models? All teen series have become cheap copies of the same model.