Showing posts with label 1970s television. Show all posts
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Monday, August 28, 2017

Kolchak: The Night Stalker: They Are, They Have Been, They Will Be...

Received these wonderful, untouched VHS tapes in the mail Saturday. Got them for the price of postage. All twenty episodes of one of my favorite television shows of all time: Kolchak: The Night Stalker. Plus the televions movies that preceded the television show, The Night Stalker, and The Night Strangler. 


I decided to start my watching party tonight with "They Are, They Have Been, They Will Be...", and episode that aired on September 27, 1974. It's about aliens, but it's also intermingled with a story of Kolchak desperately trying to finish his reportig so he can get to the Cubs' World Series game, which he has tickets for.

Few television characters, maybe even only Hawkeye Pierce, are more beloved to me than Carl Kolchak. It is a shame there were only twenty episodes, but it's also a mini miracle there were twenty episodes. The special effects are never much more than comical, and intentionally so, but it all works in ways movies that have spent 100 million dollars on special effects never did. 

Dan Curtis, of Dark Shadows, had either produced or directed the two television movies that preceded the series, but was neither producer or director of any of the television episodes. 

It may take me several months to get through these with fantasy football season upon us, but hopefully I'll have time.  Pin It

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

I Wonder What Skullduggery Ross Martin Is Up To Tonight

Did Ross Martin ever not play a bad guy after The Wild, Wild West? I guess he just has one of those faces. He's on McCloud tonight, and although he hasn't done anything nefarious yet, I'm convinced that he will. And get caught at the end.

I think I saw him a few weeks ago on Banicek, trying to match wits with Banicek and generally being an arrogant jerk. 



Ross Martin on The Twilight Zone

Anyway, I want to talk about this apple I'm eating. I needed to buy some for the kids at the supermarket over the weekend, and I know they know make apples with actual flavor after decades of red delicious apples that tasted like eating cardboard. The closer I got to the apples the more people swooped in and seemed intent on not moving. Normally when people do this I just go look at something else, but this time I really just wanted to get in there and get some tasty apples and get moving on, so I hung in there. I saw one bag that said Pacific roses, and that sounded tasty, so I grabbed a bag. I'm trying one tonight for the first time, and it's not that great. After a lifetime of expecting apples to taste like pulp I now really get excited about biting into one, but these are very lackluster. 

No moon again tonight. Too much cloud cover, which is a shame because this cleansing snow moon, as I have heard it called, has been fun to look at. I could see it if I went up to bed. It was really bright last night, but I'd like to see it outside the window as I work downstairs and wait for Ross Martin to unveil whatever villainous plan he's about to hatch.

Maybe Ross Martin will reveal he's from Saturn at the end of tonight's McCloud episode


I was writing earlier about the difference between outsider and outlaw poetry, but only just earlier I had a feeling I might be near the end of this jag I'm on. 

I wonder how long McCloud was in New York City in the span of the television series, and if the police chief was threatening to send him back to New Mexico in every episode. 

Maybe I will go upstairs to bed and look at the moon from there and listen to the radio with my earphones. 
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Sunday, June 14, 2015

Why The Sixth Sense Starring Gary Collins Deserves a Second Look If You Saw It On Night Gallery

If you're a fan of the Rod Serling show Night Gallery, and you see an episode and think to yourself, "That doesn't fit in with what I come to expect from Night Gallery at all," you're probably right, because you're probably watching an episode of a show called The Sixth Sense that was added to Night Gallery to create enough shows for syndication. Now, if you're watching a Sixth Sense episode of Night Gallery and you think to yourself "This episode of The Sixth sense really doesn't make any sense," you're also probably right, because in order to create thirty minute episodes for Night Gallery, what were hour long episodes of a show called The Sixth Sense, that had originally aired on ABC television in 1970-1971 as their own stand-alone show were chopped up in ways that often left the viewer confused and asking themselves why are these episodes of Night Gallery so bad? The answer being because they're not episodes of Night Gallery, and they're not really even episodes of The Sixth Sense. So, let's be fair to the show The Sixth Sense and rewind things a little bit.

"I'm Rod Serling, and this is The Night Gallery, or The Sixth Sense, or whatever the hell it is, just send me a check in the mail."

After the success of a 1971 television movie titled Sweet, Sweet Rachel, the plot of which entailed a psychic expert trying to save two attractive women from a psychic assassin, ABC showed interest in a television series with such a theme. The writer of Sweet, Sweet Rachel, Anthony Lawrence teamed up with producer Stan Shpetner to quickly knock out The Sixth Sense, a show starring Gary Collins as parapsychology expert Dr. Michael Rhodes. In each of the 25 episodes of the Sixth Sense Rhodes would investigate some facet of the paranormal, ranging from astral projection to witches to cryogenics to automatic writing. In every episode an attractive woman was involved, and no romance ever developed between Collins and the female guest star. Anne Archer, Stefanie Powers, Mary Ann Mobley, and Mariette Hartley were some of the young actresses who played the damsel in psychic distress in episodes of the show. Despite many talented writers and directors passing through, like Harlan Ellison and DC Fontana, most of the behind the scenes talent clashed with Shpetner and found themselves unable to continue working under his ridiculous guidelines.

It's a shame that team of talent wasn't able to gel and transform The Sixth Sense from a good kernel of an idea to a full-fledged television show exploring topics of the paranormal in an in-depth way they never had before. We know the interest was there because The X-Files went on to become one of the most successful shows in television history. Gary Collins was more than capable in the lead as Dr, Michael Rhodes, portraying himself as zen calm in the face of apparitions, ghosts, and physical danger from the real world that would have caused most to blanch in horror. I find his performance increasingly impressive the more episodes I watch, and the end result more and more frustrating as the writing and direction failed to keep pace with the promise of the premise.



As with other horror anthology shows like The Twilight Zone, The Outer Limits, and Thriller, many talented young actors put in notable early performances on the show, including William Shatner, Cloris Leachman and Lee Majors. Also a standout were the special effects. Whatever limitations and flaws The Sixth Sense had I think fans of this genre will find a good amount to entertain, even provide some shocks and thrills, in its 25 full hour episodes.  
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Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Pictures of Norman Fell Pretending Jack Tripper is Fruity

There's absolutely no redemptive value to this particular blog entry, it's just pictures of actor Norman Fell in his Three's Company role of Mr. Roper making hand signals that indicate he believes fellow actor John Ritter is homosexual. So, here we go...

In this hand signal Norman Fell is making the Tinkerbell gesture, which shows that he believes pastry chef Jack Tripper is gay.


Here we see a slight variation of the Double Tinkerbell gesture from Norman Fell. And the conspiratorial eye roll to really let the live studio audience knows that he knows that Jack Tripper knows that he knows what's really going on.

In his final photo, World War II veteran and member of the Rat Pack actor, Norman Fell appears to be engaged in slapping this woman's bottomside. Norman Fell, please be alive somewhere in the Universe doing what it is you do.






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