First let me say, I was so grateful this episode wasn't what it was set up to be at the beginning. When it went meta I was thrilled, because before that it was going nowhere.
Second, once you see the blurry man you'll know exactly who he is and basically, due to a short rant from the main character, what the story is about.
I enjoyed this one. I love it when art gets the well-deserved shot of humility stabbed into it. I knew a girl once who claimed to be a literary writer. She didn't like genre fiction and pretty obviously thought the horror that I wrote was pedestrian and pointless. Say what you will about my writing, but the genre is valid and deserving of respect. The fact is all writing has the potential to be literary. Who knows what will stick in the minds of those treading through the future or what will be prophetic or poignant to generations yet unborn. I mean, Bill and Ted wrote songs that changed the entire universe, so take care to eschew hubris in the nobility of art.
The middle was a bit of a mess. It was mostly Sophie being reactionary to the violent hurtling of objects by her stalking shade. The intent was to frighten her, we understand rather quickly, or more to the point, to show her the value of horror, but that could have been accomplished in much more creative ways. This being The Twilight Zone, we should have expected it to have been.
The performances were decent, the production values pretty good. I liked the feel of the opening as the camera panned up the street to the window. It reminded me of the '80s Twilight Zone. Something very Spielbergian to it.
Rod Serling is a hard man to directly imitate. He was quirky, brilliant and one of the better writers ever to grace the earth. I've seen notes he wrote on scripts. Things like - and this is not a quote because my memory is fuzzy on things from 10 years ago - darkness grabbed her like cold, smoky tendrils, poisoning her with dread. That much thought put into a note to try to get an actor to get the emotion necessary to make the scene work is astounding. To him it was natural.
This episode gave him the credit he deserves for the paradigm-busting work he did in television and writing that forever changed the landscape of the possible and inspired - and still inspires - many to delve into creative pursuits without fretting over labels like genre or literary.
Ironically, this episode attempts to negate Sophie's idea of an artist's social responsibility by teaching her the truth of the possible and the merits of embracing the impossible for the sake of campfire storytelling. In truth, this series has been largely about perceived social responsibility rather than actual, visceral storytelling. So in a way, this episode preaches that the first nine episodes were preachy caricatures of stories rather than actual enjoyable tales that create resonance. There are so many original Twilight Zones that are iconic, including the one shown as a clip in this episode. I can't imagine, however, any of this season's episodes reaching that echelon of greatness. Without resonance, in a week or so, no one cares. In ten years no one remembers. In 50 it might as well not have been. We're 60 years down the line from the original show and people still love it. That's great storytelling. That's resonance. This season will not enjoy that.
This was easily the best episode of this series to date, but there was a lot of filler and timewasting and unoriginality and nothing that truly sparked horror. The ending, while cool and a great tribute, was a bit threadbare cohesively. A ten for the season, but only about a five when compared to what television should be.
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