It’s been one of those days when all the broken bits say “take it easy” loudly enough for me to listen. There’s a reasonable certainty that it will happen one or two days into any project requiring me to do a lot of physical stuff. I tend to forget I’m no longer showroom fresh, and then all the warning systems get to remind me.
(Short form of the above: The Crock sat still and went OW a lot today.)
I was so damn lazy I didn’t even get up when one TV show finished at 8:30 and the next thing I really wanted to see wasn’t until 9:30. And so it was, I saw the last half of the 2004 movie version of Thunderbirds.
It seems there’s a rule with remaking old crocks classic series: CGI and other production technology (which didn’t exist when the original show was created) must be deployed wherever possible, and the director must firmly impose their big-v Vision on the original, even if it means obscuring most of what made the original popular. For want of a better name, I shall call it “The Doctor Who Factor”.
Of course, I guess it was always the machines, back then.
The new mob might move better, but they don’t have the charm. Bah, enough of the 2004 travesty!
We knew what we wanted back in 1966: obviously-miniaturised rocket flames and Blowing Things Up.
Still, there was room for a little adult speculation, or what passed for it in the minds of sophisticated nine-year-olds.
Was there a kind of Chatterley thing going down between her
and him? 
Well, if I haven’t sent you to sleep by now, I can possibly provide the answer. Last week I was disposing of a whole crapload of stuff we decided was just junk. Not collectibles: junk. It included a cassette by the Barry Gray Orchestra, those people who gave us the orignal theme. There’s a track called “Parker, Well Done”, featuring Sylvia Anderson (voice of Penelope) and David Graham (voice or Parker).
Innuendo or what, kids of yesteryear? You be the judge.
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