You don’t always know when you became a fan of something. For instance, I couldn’t tell you why I’ve always loved Spider-man and Godzilla; they were such a part of my early childhood that the information just isn’t there. Of a more resent vintage, I can’t explain why I like Wolverine; he just sort of grew on me.
However, I can pinpoint the exact moment when I became a fan of the Venture Bros. One night, out of curiosity or because I was flipping through the channels, I turned the show on. There was this car falling through the air. Inside the car were two men, a bald guy who was clearly terrified and a blonde dude who clearly wasn’t.
The car crash lands inside this structure (not sure if I recognized it as a cocoon or not) in the middle of a mess of men dressed in butterfly outfits.
And then this happened:
Now I can’t say why I love that scene as much as I do. No more than I can explain why, after four excellent seasons, it remains so high on my favorites list. But it does.