A couple of weeks ago the internet went into a mini meltdown.
I’m quite partial to a meltdown or two so I know one when I see one. I saw the news first appear on my Facebook feed and soon after it popped up on Instagram. Text messages followed soon after. It was going viral and I swear this is true; I even overheard the “news” just an hour later when I was at a café grabbing a quick takeaway coffee.
Offspring Season Six. Returning 2016.
Oh my giddy aunt.
Offspring first premiered in 2010 and became an instant hit with a cult following. Superbly written (Debra Oswald is truly a genius) it was a show that resonated with many.
I know I connected with Nina. Her messy head, inside thoughts, ramblings, insecurities and inner monologue made me feel normal. Just when I thought I’m the only one who over thinks thinking and questions everything, along comes a show where this one virtue is the very reason why the main character feels like my own kindred spirit. I know I’m not alone in thinking this.
There is a little bit of Nina in all of us, and if you aren’t like Nina then you are almost certain to be a bit like Billie. Despite their craziness and probably because of it, I think there were times I wanted to be a Proudman.
Never mind these are fictional characters: Offspring had my heart.