Thirty Five Years-Thirty Five Thoughts #27: Childhood’s End Part 2

Last week, we covered the stunningly high body count in the 1986 animated feature Transformers: the Movie. Familiar characters were dying at an alarming rate, but the worst was yet to come.


This was the scene that scarred an entire generation of children. This was the scene that broke hearts.

This is when we lost Optimus Prime.

In my case, I already knew. The terms ‘spoiler’ or ‘spoiler bombing’ didn’t exist then. I wouldn’t learn the first one until 1996; the second one was a more recent invention. But my mother was more than happy to ruin that key moment for me.

In retrospect, she almost seemed to gloat about it.

As I’ve said before, I didn’t cry. I refused, simply to deny my mother. But in the years following, I have. Multiple times. Because that scene hurts. Because I felt–and still feel–as though I had lost a parent. I loved him, because Bumblebee loved him, and he was a better role model than my own mother.

Losing him hurt. To this day, it still does. Even the music breaks me when I hear it.

About Silverwynde

I'm a Transformers fan, Pokémon player, Brewers fan and all-out general nerd. I rescue abandoned Golett, collect as many Bumblebee decoys and figures as I can find and I've attended every BotCon--official and non--since 1999. I'm also happily married to a fellow Transfan named Prime and we were both owned by a very intelligent half-Siamese cat, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 16, 2018. We still miss him. But we're now the acting staff of a Maine Coon kitty named Lulu, who pretty much rules the house. Not that we're complaining about that.
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1 Response to Thirty Five Years-Thirty Five Thoughts #27: Childhood’s End Part 2

  1. DeviceDude says:

    I listen to that theme as little as possible as it’s just too depressing.


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