Revisiting Mr. Robot after almost a decade feels like stepping into a time machine, one powered by nostalgia, self-discovery, and the haunting echoes of "Where Is My Mind?" Back in 2017, at just 12 years old, I watched Season 1 for the first time. I didn't fully grasp the intricacies of its story, but the music, the twists, and the raw emotion left an imprint on me-a seed waiting to bloom years later.
Fast-forward to today. Watching Episode 9 of Season 1 again, as someone who's grown up with its melodies resonating in my heart, was nothing short of transcendent. The iconic twist, the meticulously crafted unraveling of Elliot's world, and the breathtaking score all came rushing back. It's not just an episode-it's a masterpiece that transcends the boundaries of television.
Sam Esmail, Rami Malek, Mac Quayle-thank you. Thank you for creating art that isn't just seen but felt. The opening of this episode, the crescendo of chaos as the truth unravels, and the melancholic familiarity of that final track-it brought back memories I didn't even realize I had held onto. It reminded me how stories like this shape us, hold us, and sometimes even help us understand who we are.
This episode isn't just a 10 out of 10. It's a timeless reminder of the beauty of storytelling, of how music and visuals can intertwine to create moments that stay with us long after the credits roll. And tonight, hearing "Where Is My Mind?" felt like reuniting with an old friend.
So here's to Mr. Robot, to the music that defined a decade for me, and to the power of revisiting something after growing up with it. Thank you for the memories, the melodies, and the masterpiece that is Episode 9.
