Better late than never, eh?
This weekend, I finally got around to watching that show that no one would shut up about several months ago (and the five years before that). Yesterday, I finished the first season and snuck in a couple episodes of the second season in just before 2 AM.
Christ, I have totally been missing out.
Breaking Bad is a show for nerds – much more so than The Big Bang Theory, which has us laughing at the nerds more than with them. If one of the dorks on Big Bang Theory strutted around town in a fedora and called himself “Heisenberg,” the laugh track would roar and we’d hardly hesitate to ridicule the character. Breaking Bad really makes being a nerd badass again.
And it connects to that depth of humanity that Dexter (up to season 5) touched on in his conflicts with his Dark Passenger. Having been suppressed all his life and with nothing to lose, Walt discovers a dark passenger of his own. He discovers his manhood in a trial by fire. Without fear of death anymore, he’s free to unleash the animal within. Is that what it takes now for us to rediscover our true natural selves? Impending death?
It shouldn’t, but it is how it is – for the time being.