Production notes for 90 Seconds on The Verge: The End
First, to answer all the questions: We thought it was time to bring 90 Seconds to a close and give it a properly weird sendoff. I think we did.
John told me to not get sentimental, but he also told me to keep my clothes on for yesterday's easter egg and then spent two hours trying to blur my genitals SO... let's see how this goes.
90 Seconds on The Verge started with a very basic idea: a daily show that covered the day's top stories. Then Josh and the team did a very dumb thing: they let me write it. I grew up obsessed with shows like SNL's Weekend Update and The Daily Show, so within a bounding box of "put news in a 90-second video," we had a lot of capacity to add goofs. They started simple enough — dumb intros, teasers to stories that would never happen. But then, with that established, it got weird. Very weird. (My top picks? The musical, the Tonight Show spoof, and me getting to play Ira Glass).
We've loved making 90 Seconds for you — actually, no. Stop. Correction. We made it for us and subjected you to it. You're welcome. With very few exceptions, each episode was conceived, written, shot, and edited in 3-4 hours by 3-4 people at most. It was a labor of love and 110 percent a team effort. There are quite a few thank-yous in order:
Thanks to The Verge Video crew, past, present, and future multiverse. In no particular order: Billy Disney, Christian Mazza, Creighton DeSimone, Evan Rodgers, John Lagomarsino, Jordan Oplinger, Regina Dellea, Ryan Manning, Sam Thonis, and Zach Goldstein. Ditto everyone at Vox Studios. They're the filmmakers who took crazy ideas — sometimes ours, but more often their own — and turned them into inspired snippets of internet magic that were more entertaining than anybody could have imagined.
Thanks to all the people who gave us carte blanche to be weird — especially Kyle Kramer, Tre Shallowhorn, Joshua Topolsky, and Nilay Patel. Seriously, what were you all thinking?
Thank you Bryan Bishop and Nathan Cykiert. The former for picking up the torch for about eight-ish months when I needed to take a step back. And then Nathan, who for the last year has had as much to do with 90 Seconds as I have. He also let me know that I click my tongue when I'm trying to think of something to say. You bastard.
And thanks most of all to our hosts — the endlessly patient reporters and editors who gave us way more than 90 seconds of their time each and every day.
I'm forgetting a bunch of people, but this is already pretty long and starting to sound sappy. Deal with it, John.
And that's it for today's series finale! Coming up tomorrow, we build an entirely new, exponentially more bizarre mythology that isn't confined to 90 seconds at a time and completely devoid of horses. We're not going anywhere, and you can expect plenty more from The Verge Video team. It's going to be exciting... but seriously, no more horses.