What is it with Hollywood people and bugs?! Why is it that sci-fi peeps think they need to use creepy-crawlies to give people the creepy-crawlies?! I can handle zombies and mutants. Snakes don’t bother me. Even spiders aren’t all that bad. But something about cockroaches — or anything that looks or crawls like them — just makes my brain go all fuzzy and my skin … well, crawl. So, I know what you’re thinking: why the heck am I thinking about them, much less writing about them?
I’m sitting here trying to watch the latest Fringe episode (thanks to the DVR) and it’s about bugs that ate their way out of a guy’s face. Lovely.
Now you might guess, since I’m watching Fringe, that I was a fan of its often-called predecessor The X-Files. In the 7 years The X-Files ran and the 2 movies released, I only ‘missed’ one episode. Now putting aside the fact that my watching all those years (even when it got really bad near the end) makes me a geek, let’s consider that for a minute … only 1 episode in hundreds that I didn’t watch. Can you guess what it was about? Yep. Bugs. Instead, I recall reading the episode synopsis, determining that it likely didn’t add anything to the overall mythology and therefore did not require my viewing.
But here I sit forcing myself to watch this Fringe episode and blogging about it, lest I be left to my own devices and end up watching it through my fingers like a 5-year-old watching a scary movie.