We’re being assaulted, fellow nerds. The world, as we know it, is slowly falling into the hands of one man: J.J. Abrams.
See that picture of him? He’s plotting our demise. He’s trying to telepathically blow our minds.
He inched his way into the business, trying to draw little attention to himself in comedy and drama, writing movies like Taking Care of Business, Regarding Henry, Forever Young, and Gone Fishin’. (Yes, he co-wrote that stinker.) We were so unsuspecting…
He continued to throw us off track by working with people like Jerry Bruckheimer and Michael Bay. And he created the well known chick drama, Felicity. He started his sneak attack when he created Alias and co-created Lost. Those aren’t straight up nerd shows. But they came alongside the nerd community, started the conversation, if you will.
Abrams made his big move when he directed an undeniably good Mission Impossible III, capturing our imaginations for what this great director could do especially with a lagging series. Then came the sci-fi series Fringe. Before we knew what was happening, Abrams was crowned nerd king when he was given the reigns to Star Trek.
See what I mean? Slow, methodical takeover.