Why One Ending of Black Mirror: “Bandersnatch” Matters More Than All the Rest
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“What’s your choice? Inasmuch as you have any choice,” wunderkind programmer Colin Rittman (Will Poulter) asks the main character, Stefan Butler (Fionn Whitehead), when cornered in one of a handful of “endings” in Black Mirror: “Bandersnatch,” which takes its name from a horrifying creature found in Lewis Carroll’s 1872 novel Through the Looking Glass, and later in “The Hunting of the Snark (An Agony in 8 Fits).” Netflix and series creator Charlie Brooker’s experiment in interactive video entertainment gives you the illusion of choice, and the people behind it seem as aware as anyone of the limitations of that illusion. Playing around with “Bandersnatch” has mostly thin, semi-predictable returns, as well as a lot of thuddingly obvious dialogue about notions of choice, free will, and destiny as Stefan attempts to adapt a monstrous choose-your-own-adventure book called “Bandersnatch” into a possibly revolutionary video game circa 1984. As Stefan rushes, takes wrong turns, and commits acts of atrocity in order to complete the game—and thereby find glory in finishing an impossible task—the message is familiar: You don’t always get what you want, be careful what you wish for, other variations on the entrapment of a rabbit hole-like task. But what if the one exception—the one ending that mattered— made the entire experience worth it? What if “Bandersnatch”is not about nebulous notions of free will, not even a meta-rumination on Netflix’s own limitations (or their collection of data on subscribers’ viewing habits)? What if it’s about grief?
Black Mirror is easy to make fun of, perfectly summed up by Daniel Ortberg’s pithy quip, “what if phones, but too much.” Which is not to say that some of the observations Brooker has made haven’t been compelling—even, at times, profound—however on the nose they may be. Rather, Black Mirror frequently represents the problem of the dystopian satire in post-postmodern times: As the distance between the future they predict and the present in which they’re created shrinks exponentially, such stories are hard to land with seriousness and panache.
Black Mirror’s strength is not its predictions about our relationship to technology, then, but its examination of how technology shapes intimacy, love, and desire. The most lauded episodes of the series have always focused on what happens when love and intimacy are threatened, accentuated, or perverted by technology, from “Be Right Back,” in which the past comes back to imitate love via one couple’s data history, and “San Junipero,” in which love can live forever, but in the purgatory of the cloud. Notably, neither offers a broad assertion about “our relationship to technology.” Instead, they are investigations of specific relationships that already exist and the ways in which they evolve, or rot, in the presence of technology.
When you get there, “Bandersnatch” is no different. One of the episode’s central through lines, whether you “unlock” the ending or not, is the death of Stefan’s mother and the strained relationship he has with his father. As “Bandersnatch” begins, he’s deeply invested in the book, which we’re told came from his mother’s leftover possessions, and the anniversary of her death is around the corner. When he was five, we learn in Stefan’s reluctant conversation with a therapist, his love for his stuffed rabbit was met with disapproval from his father. He heard arguments between his parents about it, and Stefan goes so far as to speculate that his father thought he was a “sissy” for having it. On one fateful day, his inability to find his rabbit under his bed delayed his mother’s commute; we ultimately discover that the later train she was forced to take derailed, killing nearly everyone on it, including Stefan’s mother. His relationship with his father has been marred by that event ever since, and Stefan has lived with the guilt for 14 years, constantly blaming himself for her death—even though he suspects his father had his rabbit. The unresolved bereavement, the lack of closure, becomes a horrific maze.