By Alisha Sachdev
I wondered if watching Black Mirror with my boyfriend was creating a real trust deficit between the two of us. Theres honestly just too much relating to the characters. They are us and we are them in so many ways.
There are few better ways to wake up to a New Year than snuggling in with your boyfriend to watch a brand new episode of Black Mirror after a night of partying in Amritsar, aka Punjabs party capital (translation: a few drinks at the Bar at Hyatt against the backdrop of Chittiyan Kalaiyan, watching stick-thin Punjabi boys doing the bhangra on the road.) Watching our favorite dystopian drama series on the failings in humanity is something of a mating ritual between us, and we never break it by cheating although he did watch one minute of USS Callister without me, which is a gross transgression by all definitions!
Anyway, we settled in with Hang the DJ. As we watched Amy and Frank working The System, we wondered if theyd rebel. We also wondered what the two of us wouldve done in that situation. Halfway through the episode, my boyfriend would explode into occasional rants: Why the heck did he have to check the expiration date! My God, that woman is insufferable! And so cold, for leaving that easily!
The scene I particularly love is the one where Amy stretches out her hand lying beside Lenny, and he doesnt take it. I looked towards him for a response. There was none. I remember feeling a little letdown.
When we had watched The Entire History of You earlier, I often found him scanning my face for the reaction when Ffion did something out of line or suspicious. I caught him looking with the satisfaction of having unearthed some great knowledge about me when Ffion and her ex-sexcapade would talk to each other in the episode. I saw him form judgments about me based on how I reacted to those scenes, and for a while after, we had actual passive-aggressive arguments over how wed find out so much stuff about each other if we had the Grain. We wouldnt last a day, he had said. We went on for quite a bit, deciding which one of us was the husband who lost it, and which the wife who cheated. One instance, he told me in the middle of an argument: You know, you will never get the Grain that couple had. Because Ill see everything, and youd not have a chance to explain because itll all be time-stamped and tamper-proof.
I definitely had to catch a breath after hearing that.
Image credit: NetflixAs we watched Amy and Frank working The System, we wondered if theyd rebel. We also wondered what the two of us wouldve done in that situation.
The thing about watching a great series that reflects our time is that it sometimes reflects us too. Too clearly. A married friend recently watched an episode of Easy with her husband. The episode was about a couple in a long-term marriage that decides to select a third person together to invite into their bedroom. The third person turns out to be a friend of his wifes and things in the bedroom go into interesting places. She told me how she could see the idea of this threesome entering her husbands head. She could see him evaluating her friends.
So I can understand my boyfriend thinking about us when he watches The Entire History of You. We have a long-distance relationship and hes in the army. During a good spell, we see each other every couple of months. At our worst, after half a year. Weve seen our relationship through many transitions us moving cities, me graduating, getting a job, and all this interspersed with intermittent breakups. The result is a lot of catching up to do. Wouldnt it be handy to have a Grain? Or a Recaller?
Trust, Ive come to realise, isnt an eternal spring of confidence in your partner.
We are at an interesting point in the world of entertainment. Thanks to the internet, the stories we are telling push the boundaries, reflect uncomfortable realities and no longer cater to the masses. There is an individual relationship borne between us and what were watching and it forces us to look at new viewpoints and ask tough questions. We are allowing ourselves to go into places that we would not have without this an impetus. I actually wondered if watching this stuff together was creating a real trust deficit between the two of us, because theres honestly just too much relating to Ffion and Amy and Frank. They are us and we are them in so many ways.
But trust, Ive come to realize, isnt an eternal spring of confidence in your partner. It is learning to win over this sense of wonder that theyre up to fishy things when youre not looking. Know how youd rather not sign into your SOs Facebook account for fear of what you might see, even though they give you their password as a gesture establishing trust (Tactic only useful up until 17 years of age)? Its a little like that, except somewhere along the line you grow up and realize your suspicions are more about your insecurities than your partners activities.
So, when I saw he was as moved by the episode as I was, I figured Id treat the memory implant like Id treat his Facebook password. Id rather not have it. So wouldnt he.
The thing about putting yourself and your relationship through the grind like this is that you could come out on the other side either broken up or then stronger than ever. I think weve come through skepticism, lack of faith and potential mistrust, to some weird sense of comfort with Hang the DJ. Amy and Frank eventually do rebel against The System. I remember squeezing my boyfriends hand a little more tightly when they come into the real world together now, as each others ultimate. And I remember him squeezing my hand back.
Thats all, I thought. Hang the DJ now, for all I care. I have my perfect match with me, right here.
This article was originally published on Arre.
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