So you might not know this, but The Magic School Bus was probably the second-biggest influence in my young preschool life after Thomas The Tank Engine. I lived and breathed this show for a solid eight years of my existence- to this day I can still quote the theme song pretty much by memory. Miss Frizzle was probably one of my childhood inspirations and definitely the spark that ignited my love of science and biology.
So I was intrigued when, way back in 2014 when they announced a reboot, and moreso when promotional images and trailers started to hit the net late in the summer. The reaction was… probably not what the folks behind the show were hoping to see. Within hours, people were taking to social media to scream about it being the “WORST REBOOT EVER.” Which is quite an accusation, really, considering how many goddamn reboots there are nowadays. I’m sure that in the time it took for me to write this post eight more have been announced.
On Wednesday, there was a stream on the Scholastic website of the premiere episode – it doesn’t seem to want to work for me now, but I did feel obliged to sit down and see what it was like. And goddamn it, I’m 23 years old, I can do what I want and what I want to do is sit down and write down my rambling thoughts about The Magic School Bus. Seatbelts, everyone.
(spoilers ahead)
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