On the Weird Outskirts

I finally watched the first episode of Fringe. The 2008 series created by J.J. Abrams, Alex Kurtzman, and Roberto Orci isn't bad so far, certainly better than what I've become accustomed to from Alex Kurtzman's work on Star Trek series.

The pilot episode centres on a beautiful FBI agent called Olivia Dunham (Anna Torv). After her partner is infected by a bizarre manufactured virus, she must enlist the aid of a mad scientist called Walter Bishop (John Noble). To spring him from a nuthouse, she needs the help of his handsome rogue of a son, Peter (Joshua Jackson).



After this first adventure, the FBI assigns them to "Fringe" science cases so it seems like the show's pretty much The X-Files except with Walter Bishop creating some of the strange phenomena from within the group.

The science feels legit enough to give stakes to the action and the emotional journey Olivia undertakes is pretty good, even if Anna Torv is a bit stiff. I like the show's use of a device that allows people to enter the dreams of others, including dead people. I can see that idea having a lot of potential.

Fringe is available on Amazon Prime.

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