Ode to "The Outer Limits" (1995-2002)
When I was young, I fell in love with a little show airing repeats on the SciFi Channel (and a then-brand-new 7th season) called "The Outer Limits." An anthology show that nowadays feels like "Black Mirror" with no budget and lots more aliens, it has aged extremely well, thanks mostly to the amazing writing and wildly effective twist endings. For a while now, the entire 152-episode series has been available on Roku. Over the past few months I have watched the entire series, remembering only a handful of episodes but falling in love with the aesthetics, the ideas, and the extreme-Canadianness of the entire show. There are certain episodes that you can tell were filmed on a budget of mostly nickels, shot entirely in houses or soundstages with minimal special effects. As with any great show from the 90s, there are lots of terrible episodes. I don't want to call out the writers and actors who clearly put a lot of work into crafting a 44-minute episode of television ...