Hi Everyone! This is Jenny, Kevin’s wife, and I am so excited he let me write his blog this week. Well, really, he didn’t let me, so much as I made him, but I’m still very excited. And trust me, you’re better off - he was just going to write about Lord of the Rings, or something. I’m sure that would have been great, but when you have an opportunity to talk about Nebula-9, the greatest show of all time, you don’t waste it.
For those of you who have been living under a rock, Nebula-9 was a sci-fi TV show from about a decade ago that ran for twelve episodes before getting cancelled (a travesty, if you ask me). The series centered around a group of academy cadets who are on a training mission when the earth is destroyed, leaving them as the only survivors of the human race. Week to week they search the galaxy for a new home, all the while evading their sworn enemies, the Creavers, who mercilussly hunt them down. More than that though the show is about growing up, taking responsibility, and learning to work as part of a team.
These were pretty refreshing themes for me when I watched the show in college, so much so that I wrote a paper about it. We were reading Lord of the Flies in my freshman English class and I couldn’t help but prefer Nebula-9’s interpretation of youths set adrift. You can call me a sap, you can call me a phillistine (my teacher certainly did), but I’m not ashamed to say I prefered someting that praised the potential for good in humanity, rather than something that focused on the inevitable corruption of it.
I realize this isn’t a very popular opinion, but it was what I needed to hear at the time. I had just left my family and I was flung into this bizarre new world called college. I didn’t need a book to tell me what a scary and cruel place the world could be, I was living that every day. I needed something to tell me that even in the worst situations, (in the case of Nebula-9 literally the worst situation imaginable – the destruction of Earth), even then, there was potential for joy and for love. It was comforting, and it helped me get by until I found my footing.
Since then, I have gone back and reread Lord of the Flies, and, yes, I agree, it’s amazing. So don’t everybody come away from this thinking I’m a huge ditz. Watching Nebula-9 now, with its poor production value, melodramatic storylines and mediocre acting, makes me embarrassed I ever even tried to compare the two. But, it will always hold a special place in my heart. There is something to be said for a story about the power of the human spirit.
Also, Gabriel Winters looked super hot in those tight jump suits. Sorry, Kevin, but it’s true.