As a kid, I loved the Lemony Snicket books upon which the new Netflix series is based. Well, I loved and hated them. You see, I was scared of the dark until many years after my age would have excused the phobia. The strange world of the 1971 Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory sent me to bed with nightmares of oompa loompas turning me into a blueberry. Dramatic irony was not something my overly-sensitive heart could take if I thought someone was actually going to be literally or figuratively hurt.