It has been a very busy and exciting week here at the log with the return of Superman and all that jazz not being played on the 4th of JULY. Unfortunately I have been a little derelict in my duty to the remote control.A good friend of ours passed away last Friday. Some of you remember him best for giving us Brenda and Brandon Walsh. I think there might even be one or two of you out there that remember Starsky and Hutch.
When my sister and I were younger our entire calendar year revolved around Aaron Spelling's agenda. Saturday was the most important night of our basic fundamental development. The tube was promptly turned on at 6:00 PM for Star Trek(Rodenberry not Spelling). I would like to say that the Odd Couple came on at 7:00(Marshall, not Spelling either). From 7:30 to 8 a half hour of pure channel surfing hell, all 5 of them. Then at 8:00 PM the party really started to pick up. Emergency on NBC from 8 to 9(much to my surprise later in life I learned that Jack Webb produced this show). Finally at 9:00 it was the Spelling Double Power hour.
From 9:00 to 10 we got the most romantic television show in the history of the has been, The Love Boat. You see, before VH1 Where Are They Now and all those shows that belittle my heroes, you had to get your Barry Williams fix on the Love Boat. This show also served as a softening blow, like when Jamie Farr(Klinger) would guest star, you just knew the that Korean War was over. I also watched the show for the star power of Gopher and Issac, not that vacuum cleaner Julie McCoy.
Then from 10:00 to 11:00 we got to see this whole process start all over again with Mr. Rork and Tatoo. The cool thing about Fantasy Island is that, how or where Rork got his powers from remained a complete mystery from the first episode to the last. Most notable guest appearances on this show: Forest Tucker, Ken Berry, Maureen McCormick, and Bob Denver, who made at least three including becoming a Super Hero in one episode. Even more exciting on this show was Rork's battles with the Prince of Darkness. Cindie and I had many battles with babysitters(most of them were demons as well) during those years, but it's safe to say that we prevailed most of the time just like Mr. Rork.
I don't think anyone who watches televison can say that they didn't enjoy at least one of Aaron Spelling's Shows and at least for this week, smiles everyone, smiles.
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Just for the record: Ricardo Montalbon did not where a chest plate in Star Trek II!
It should also be stated that I appreciate the fact that you where a shirt, unlike that wimp Hawkman.
KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!
"No doubt you're more familiar with the newer Batman films. I had no need for plastic muscles in my day. Pure. West. And how come Batman doesn't dance anymore? Remember the Batussi? Oomph! Sha! Oomph! Sha!"
As far as I'm concerned Batman Begins is the only Bat-movie worth watching ever again. I hate, hate hate, double hate the other four. I don't mind the Batman movie from the 60's. Nothing says Batman better then a can of Bat-Shark repellant or the Batussi.
Any insights on Beverly Hills 07039 Will? I know you guys watched that show religiously in the early 90's
I have to agree with you about the Bat-movies, Skip. Except for the 1960s bit - that movie is unwatchable, even as camp.
90210 was actually a watershed show for me. Originally, I hated it. I mean, I seriously, seriously hated that stinking show. I hated all shows like it: the goofy, unrealistic, hokey portrayals of adolesence; the cloying silly dialogue; the 30+ year old actors posing as high school students, the cliche characters (the nice girl, the rebel, &c., &c.) It honestly upset me. I'm talking about real, red-in-the-face anger.
But then, one day, something happened while I was watching the show with some friends of mine who swore by it. I started to really enjoy it. I mean, at first I laughed at it, and then I realized that by laughing at it, I was really laughing with it. It wasn't meant to be taken seriously (at least, it wasn't by anyone who wasn't a 12 year old girl). It was meant as a goof. At least, partially it was, I think. It was somehow meant to be both serious to 12 year old girls and a joke to adults. In that respect, I think it was quite brilliant.
From that point on, I found myself able to enjoy more and more cheesy TV. Some shows, like Saved by the Bell, I still didn't like (unlike our fearless Blogcaptian), but instead of hating them, I just didn't care. After all, you can't hate a show like Saved by the Bell but at the same time extoll the virtues of 90210. That level of cognitive dissonance is only achievable by the most hard-core Republican amongst us.
So, for that, I am indebted to Mr. Spelling, and I am saddened that we've lost him. For him, the war is over.
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