Remembering Fringe One Year Later
Fringe aired its final episode on January 18, 2013, one year ago today, and we asked fans to share their thoughts on what the show meant to them. Read their stories below and share your own in the comments section.
Fringe captured my heart, soul and my imagination like no other show has ever done.
It taught me to dream again, to aim high and keep going despite the setbacks, and above all, it showed me that there is beauty all around us in this world.
It made me want to get back out into the world and travel again. Of course I travelled to Vancouver because Fringe was filmed there and currently, I’m on my fifth visit. I’ve fallen in love with the place. It feels like home, like i belong there.
Besides all the fantastic experiences I’ve had because of Fringe, the best gift it gave me was friendship. I belong to a fandom that I love and I have met so many amazing people who love Fringe as much as I do. I’ve met some awesome Fringe fans that come from all parts of the world and I am thankful for their friendship. I was lucky enough to have had the friendship of Aimee Long, our fandom leader who was a force to be reckoned with. I miss her words of wisdom and her guidance. She was a special person and I miss her every day.
I miss Fringe very much and no other show will ever take its place. Not a day passes without me watching an episode or 2 of Fringe.
Peter Bishop said that Olivia gave him a home and that’s what Fringe did for me.
Fringe. Did it change my life? Often a show is just a bit of entertainment. Good while it’s on, sometimes very good (sometimes really lacking), but not something I think about too often. Not something that makes me appreciate my family more. Not something that feels real in the midst of all the impossible things. So, yes, it changed my life for the better and I still think about it every day. I have done far fewer rewatches than I wanted to, but that’s because Fringe showed me the power of fandoms. I had to fill the void and now I am heavily involved in the superb The Blacklist (loss of a child is the mysterious backstory and protecting children is a recurring theme), the incredible Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., and the wonderful and surprisingly funny Almost Human. Fringe made me ravenous for more great television and less tolerant of all the rest, and writing thoughts about these shows keeps me very busy. I can’t believe it’s been a year.
Reflecting on Fringe a year later has brought up so many wonderful memories for me. One of my favorites was the night the season 3 episode “Bloodline” aired. It was the episode in which Fauxlivia gave birth to Henry and while at the time I was not too fond of Faux, I was sooooo excited that THE BABY WAS PETER’S!!! That afternoon before the episode aired my mom and I went to one of our favorite bakeries and I asked the lady behind the counter if she could write “Welcome Baby Bishop” on a cake we had picked out. The Bishops were getting a new addition and SO WAS I….Hahaha!!!
Fringe just become one of those shows that I wanted to celebrate every little milestone that ever happened. It was ‘The Little Show That Could’ and everything about it was special. It never failed to connect with me in some deep and personal way by the end of each episode. Fringe had a beautiful and honest heart that other shows were missing and I don’t believe there will ever be anything like it again!
I miss Fringe and its cast EVERY DAY!….. Everything is different now, it will never be the same. I miss the campaigns and having my TL full of Fringies. WE HAD SO MUCH FUN!….The Fringe Binge 2013 helped a lot though, and it was great rewatching with Fringies, again!…..I still tweet a lot about the show and the cast. Sometimes I’m afraid of losing followers but whatever, they’ll have to deal with my freaking feelings. I’ll never stop tweeting about it. Fringe has given me so much, especially friends, that are so different and have really different opinions (sometimes, it’s really frustrating), but even though the show is over, we’re still great friends and I know we’ll always be. Betty, Carmilla, Tessa, Lisa, I love you, girls. <3….And of course there are other Fringie friends like GG, the Tripi Crew, (won’t mention them all), who are special and important to me and it’s THANKS TO FRINGE!….Anyway, about shows, the most that I care about now is Sleepy Hollow. Never thought I’d like it so much, but I’m shipping Ichabbie like a boss, fangirling about it with Lisa, so I’m getting attached and many Fringies like it as well so it’s good. Plus we’re waiting for Open and The Affair to finally see Anna Torv and Josh Jackson on our TVs, again, *fingers crossed* for both shows, I hope they’re good.
I love that most of us (Fringies), are still talking about the show, caring about the cast and rewatching together!……I can’t believe it’s a year already without the little show that could. I’ll always love it and it will always be my favorite. Fringe is special.
There are times when I still can’t believe what Fringe has come to mean to me, and that it’s been a year without it in my life.
The months leading up to the finale were filled with Fringe since I had to catch up because they didn’t air S5 in my country until like two months after “Liberty/An Enemy Of Fate” aired. It turned out to be a blessing because those first weeks of January 2013 were really hard on me. In fact, 2013 as a year sucked in many ways. But, as sad or fangirly as it may sound – I don’t care, Fringe was one of the really few reasons I got through it. The day the finale aired I watched it in a livestream. I actually felt so confused after it finished and 8 minutes later started crying. For those who don’t know me, getting me to cry over something like a show, a book, a song, or other media is really hard. Well, the bastards accomplished it. The adorable, heart-wrenching bastards…
Even though it was snubbed from so many awards and merits, it stood like a giant among so many contemporary series, and it still does. The story and the characters are all impossibly out of the box, and the joint work of everyone in front and behind the scenes made it a triumph for the labour of true love.
After Season 3, the future seemed foggy for the series, and getting it moved to the infamous “death slot” on Friday nights wasn’t really helping. Now, you may have heard stories of fandoms getting their show to be the most watched, or getting books, Trending Topics, whatever. But with Fringe, its fandom -the Fringies- was really the one thing that kept it alive. With thousands of letters, internet pleas, and a brilliant move where its offices received a ton of boxes filled with red licorice -Walter’s favorite thing, the future was swayed in our favour and the show kept going for 3 more years. Without hunky, sensual leads, overly-intricate storylines, huge guest-stars or the likes, it managed to survive and bring joy to millions around the world.
In this last year I’ve realized I’ve grown a lot as compared to the boy who started watching Fringe back in ’08, and now I can understand the series in so many new ways. I realize how brilliantly imperfect it is; how human, clever, funny, depressing, multilayered, and deep and simple it is at the same time. Now I can really get it when fellow fringies say Fringe is a story about love, a love that breaks universes, timelines, and nature itself to subsist. Not just between Walter and Peter, or Peter and Olivia, but everyone involved: My fantastic Astrid, my brave Philip, my unbelievable Nina, my passionate Etta, my brilliant Lincoln, my devoted Charlie, my soulful Donald/September, my tender Michael, my amazing Gene, my quirky Brandon… Just so many people, from this, the other and every single universe and timeline. Hell, pretty much every username from every social network I’m part of is Fringe inspired: cortexiphanjunkie, @EnemyOfFate, Brandon Bishop…
This is a story that I’ll never forget, not one line, and I will always keep spreading the values it taught me, its lessons, its quirkiness, and everything that made me sit here and write this tantrum. A story that proves it’s still possible to make good television and still have legions of devoted, loyal followers. And I would gladly do it all over again if I had to.
You may say I’m delusional or a dreamer for investing so much in these sorts of things. But I’m glad I’m a dreamer, a believer, and I’m quite proud of it. I’m glad Fringe exists in my mind, my memory and my hearts (I’ve got two, naturally) because it has always made me push harder for what I believe in, and to believe in many more things. To explore, strive to know more about who and what surrounds me, and never act out of hatred or cowardice. To believe that there’s more than one of everything and that no one is everyone but every one can mean everything. And most importantly, to keep looking up. Always.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think I’ll go and have a bit of a cry because I’ve never had licorice in my entire life.
– Ewan Velázquez, Mexican Fringie. The one responsible for this geeky little picture from one year ago. Man, I’ve changed.