October 3, 2011
Okay, loyal readers, it’s time to fire up the television set . . . .
. . . . slam a fresh U-matic cassette into your VTR machine . . . .
. . . . and settle back into your most comfortable plastic-covered recliner.
Because, for no special reason other than that I finally carved out a couple of weeks for some binge-viewing and a lot of them were on top of the pile, much my output for the rest of this year will be focused on an array of crime dramas from the seventies.
(So if you don’t like those, it’s going to be a long, cold winter. Sorry!)
This excursion into retrograde crime-fighting will take the form of criticism, DVD reviews, interviews and other sidebars, goofy throwaways, and anything else I can come up with to provide a little variety.
Taken as a whole, the glut of police and private eye shows that cluttered the airwaves in the seventies aren’t as good as many of the older dramas that I’ve often written about here. They challenge or transcend the limitations of genre less frequently than the best crime shows of the sixties or of this century. But many of them are a lot of fun and, more to the point, many of them are new to me. So I hope you’ll join me on my bell-bottomed journey through through Watergate-era violence, mayhem, and skullduggery.
Stay, as they say, tuned.