Flux

It's a collection of vibes that just worked. From the spot on feel of a Theranos miracle technology propelled by a singular cult of personality, to the gritty TV heroes that could never exist in our current environment but were nonetheless riveting to so many of us as kids. David Hasselhoff to Star Lord. And it's inescapable childhood grief that haunts as it bends the arc of your life. There's an improbably missing elevator, a questionable insta-family, and special milk that just didn't quite make sense but I was still down for the entire ride. This felt like a first season of prestige tv, all set up with oblique clues scattered throughout that hint at something larger. There's just so much meaty potential within the gaps of the story that kept snagging at my attention. Just one of those reads where you enjoy the experience without being able to exactly pinpoint the why.