Tomorrow night marks the close of a brief, but wonderful era on television as Fringe ends its run (and a sizeable portion of my happiness) with a two-hour series finale. When I think about the show being over, I tear up a little which shows how much I care about it because I normally only cry when I stub my toe or I’m watching a sports movie.
When it premiered in 2008, it was immediately clear that it was my kind of show: X-Files-ish and J.J. Abrams-created. If you’ve never seen Fringe, I don’t think I can begin to explain it and if I did begin to explain it, I’d probably confuse you and myself. In Fringe, science and technology are such an integral part of the story. Alternative universes, time travel, and nanobots aren’t just plot devices to get the writers through an episode; they’re plot points.
You can’t passively watch Fringe; for the most part, it requires your attention. Even when paying attention, I didn’t always understand what was going on. Sometimes, it would take long discussions with friends for us to figure out what had developed on the show. There are a few things on the show that I chose not to pay attention to, like the glyphs. Before commercial breaks, a glyph appears on the screen. Depending on what it (shown below) is and where a dot is located by the glyph, the glyph stands for a different letter. These letters spell a word and that word is a theme for the episode. But, hey! You don’t need to know that to watch the show! It’s just an added bonus for people who can pay attention to lots of things; so people who aren’t me.
Even with the science-heavy aspect of the show, Fringe is, at its heart, a story about a father’s love for his son. In my opinion, the characters are the best thing about the show. As interesting and captivating as it can be to watch people jump from universe to universe or to reanimate dead bodies, the thing that keeps me watching is the family that’s been created by the main characters. When the show started, Walter, Peter, Olivia, and Astrid were all separate people, living separate lives and now, they’re a family knit together by LSD, peanut butter and bacon sandwiches, and the Observers.
But tomorrow night is the end, there will be no more new episodes, and my face will be a sad one. A friend and I have decided to rewatch the show to catch things we missed the first time around so Walter, Peter, Olivia, Astrid, Broyles, Nina, Fauxlivia, Walternate, Lincoln, and Charlie will remain a part of my life. I’m thankful that the show was around for 100 episodes. If you haven’t seen Fringe yet, you should watch it. “Highly recommended” doesn’t even come close to how I feel about it and it will be missed.
-aisha, who will be curled up on her couch Friday night and not remotely ashamed to be crying