Return of Memoryfest - Day 26/31
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bironicIt hurts not to be able to read and comment and reply during the day and then to (unexpectedly) be out all evening. :( I want to talk to you. I am reduced to skimming the f-list ten minutes before bed and copying everything that looks good into a Word document for tomorrow's reading.
26. Pre-school
My sister and I were sitting on the couch in the family room of our old house, watching early-morning TV. Not cartoons that time, but shows like Marty Stouffer's Wild America, a precursor of the Discovery Channel's nature specials. Whatever program was on that morning involved some kids, none older than pre-teens, in a crashed space ship on some alien planet. One of the girls either passed out and woke up with a strange man--the villain of the episode, I guess--standing over her, or else she had fallen and at the end of the exchange, the man drugged her. Either way, he came across her lying on the ground, and he said, his words drawn out in the best melodramatic fashion, "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" And I think that's when he knocked her out, with some kind of plant or a spray or a spraying plant. It was the first time I'd heard that line.
I wish I knew what show it was. Anyone know of any 80's live action shows featuring kids and space travel?
26. Pre-school
My sister and I were sitting on the couch in the family room of our old house, watching early-morning TV. Not cartoons that time, but shows like Marty Stouffer's Wild America, a precursor of the Discovery Channel's nature specials. Whatever program was on that morning involved some kids, none older than pre-teens, in a crashed space ship on some alien planet. One of the girls either passed out and woke up with a strange man--the villain of the episode, I guess--standing over her, or else she had fallen and at the end of the exchange, the man drugged her. Either way, he came across her lying on the ground, and he said, his words drawn out in the best melodramatic fashion, "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" And I think that's when he knocked her out, with some kind of plant or a spray or a spraying plant. It was the first time I'd heard that line.
I wish I knew what show it was. Anyone know of any 80's live action shows featuring kids and space travel?
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Date: Jan. 26th, 2007 05:08 am (UTC)But it does remind of something I once saw which I've never been able to identify (and it's so annoying!). For some reason I believe it was called Three Blind Mice, although dozens of internet searches have turned up nothing relevant. Anyway, it was a one-off movie, or short, or something, but I think it was part of an ongoing series of things - like Twilight Zone eps, each independent, but the same umbrella. It was all very brightly lit and the sets were very cardboardy - I think it may have been British.
Anyway, a man has somehow lost his identity in the 'system', or had it taken away from him - which is a nightmare, since everything in the world now depends on it (it's like a futuristic thing where everything operates by voice or facial recognition). It follows his struggles to try and get it back. He goes to this nightmare bureaucratic office to try and assert that he exists, but has trouble even getting through the doors, because he's a non-person. He can't drive his car, because it no longer recognises him, and in fact puts out an intruder alarm when he tries to operate it. That's all I can remember of it now! But it was really good. I realise how lame that sounds, but it was :)
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Date: Jan. 26th, 2007 04:59 pm (UTC)Okay. I think I was 8. There was this film on TV and it was its first showing on Danish TV, something like 7 years after it was made. My mum wouldn't let me watch it, though it must have been a Saturday. I don't know why, but she was very, very keen on not letting me see anything deemed "scary" (which led to a whole other problem, but never mind that. And I watched the news which is way more scary anyway...) Ohwell. I was allowed for reasons I can't recall to watch the opening. And it was amazing!
The clearest picture I have, though, is of these two robots lost in a desert. And then I was sent to bed.
Have you recognised the film?
To end the story, that image haunted me for many years until I finally moved to a civilised place with a video rent-out and finally saw it. And I've loved it all the more for giving me that haunting image to imagine about for so many years.
(Just hearing the opening sequence brings me back to being 8 again - despite only seeing so little of it.)
What's really infuritaing is that my mum can't recall it at all *G* So I will never know why I wasn't allowed to watch it. I have publicly claimed that she robbed me of something great ;-)
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Date: Jan. 27th, 2007 03:08 am (UTC)I remember the first time I realized that film and television could affect me just as much as written words. I was probably about eight years old and I was watching the Twilight Zone episode Time Enough at Last (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Time_Enough_at_Last). It wasn't the first Twilight Zone episode I'd seen, but this one was new to me and I was still too young to have picked up pop culture references to things that were before my time. So the story was completely new to me. By the end I'd allowed myself to identify with poor Bemis so much that when his glasses broke I felt the most profound despair. Seriously, my heart completely shattered. Even now when I watch that episode (or even think about it, really) I get a terrible pang in my chest and my eyes mist up in sympathy and frustration.