Since discovering Netflix earlier this year we've been filling our boots with Fringe. The Number One Son introduced us to this most quirky of series - a cross between Diagnosis Murder and Invasion of the Body Snatchers - when he lent us the first season on DVD. Now, thanks to Netflix, and three seasons of Fringe later, I can see DVD box sets going the same way as video and the 8 track cartridge.
With parallel universes and time travel being a staple of Fringe (one of the reasons James pointed me in this direction) I've been rediscovering Jack Finney, one of my favourite authors. His excursions into the past - through such portals as a hidden level at Grand Central Station or time travel sold through travel agents - have always fired my imagination. Re-reading his short stories again after a number of years hasn't lessened the vibrancy and genuine excitement of his storytelling. If you've never read him, you must. Start with his About Time collection. I promise you'll be hooked.
I've added 'Fringe' to the list, am currently reading 'Romany and Tom' and last week finally caught up with 'Detectorists'. Consider yourself my unpaid home entertainment adviser.ReplyDelete
Glad to be of service. Just a word of caution: the first episode of Fringe is bit ropey, but stick with it.Delete