Reflections in a Black Mirror

Hahaha. I’m sorry for the puns. (I’m not.) Black Mirror still haunts me months after I first watched it. I started with season 3 and worked my way back which, in this case, was a good thing because, if I had started with season 1, episode 1, I would have written the whole show off as a sensationalist pseudo porn and switched over to Star Trek to bleach my brain.

Black Mirror is horrible and wonderful because it realizes the worst possible outcomes of our present-day technological fears. I don’t want to give specifics for the same reason I never read the summaries of Twilight Zone episodes: Not knowing is the whole point of watching. Going in blind is the best way to appreciate your slow, inescapable descent into emotionally exhausting terror…

Suffice it to say that you will spend the rest of your life thinking about at least one of these episodes, either because it evokes deep feelings of love and hope for mankind or because you are now unquestionably sure that humanity is doomed and horrible and unworthy of saving.

Or maybe that’s just me.

All seasons are currently available on Netflix. (Picture ripped off the wall of digitalspy.com)

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