Reposted by @eightbitraptor.bsky.social
Watching my twenty-something kids fall in love with CDs and vinyl is something else. "I can listen without paying every month?" "Nobody knows what I put on or when?" They're not being nostalgic. They're discovering, for the first time, that a song can belong to you and only you.
![[Scene is a domestic kitchen. Night time. The room is all blue apart from warm orange-pink light streaming in from a streetlight outside. In the center of the room stands a woman named BRANDI, standing in pyjamas looking contemplative, the light cast dramatically on her face. At the doorway, leaning against the frame, her partner JOEL stands has woken up and found her in the kitchen.]
JOEL:
Honey… what are you doing?
BRANDI:
Can’t sleep
Guess I just like standing in the kitchen at 3am thinking about the supernatural threat we temporarily defeated last year.
While saying that out loud in a manner which sounds casually ironic but is actually just blatant exposition.
JOEL:
Brandi… you're talking strange...
BRANDI:
Dammit Joel.
It’s time you knew.
You're a Netflix character.
[Joel looks shocked]
BRANDI:
Everybody you know has been forced to speak to you in second screen dialogue.
Second screen dialogue helps the people scrolling their phones in front of the TV to follow the -
JOEL:
Stop explaining, Brandi!
[Hands on head, emotional expression, warm pink light cast on his face against the cool blue darkness of the room].
JOEL:
So that's why my entire life has looked so glossy and...
BRANDI:
Yep...
Warm/cool colour graded.
[Cut to a TV show TITLE SCREEN]:
SECOND SCREEN
- A Netflix original -
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