Which Old TV show do you remember the best?

[Leading Edge]

Amos 'n Andy.

I have all the existing television episodes on video tape and I will upgrade to DVD soon.

IMO, the funniest show that ever was. I can watch it over and over. Despite the controversy at the time, it was well written and acted, had a good, kind heart and was the first show to have a predominantly black cast. It even featured an episode which would have been considered to have a too heavily-handed Christian theme by today's standards.

When it was cancelled a lot of fine black actors had no work for years and years to come. Yet another misguided crusade by the NAACP.

I have to agree especially about the kind heartedness.

For me, a first generation Northerner living in the projects, later termed the ghetto, another important aspect was that it was life as I knew it, peopled by personalities whom I recognized, engaged in situations I witnessed, and all this transpired above that subtext of that sometimes sublime clash between the frequently pompous Southern civilities and the calculating cynicism of Northern sensibilities thereby reflecting my own coming of age experience as I navigated the world behind our door and the world outside our door.

IMHO:Amos and Andy was the best. I am glad to know the episodes are on tape.

 

[Dixon Cannon]

The first television show I remember was called 'The Rough Riders', ("brought to you by 'Old Gold, Spin Filters!"). That had to be about 1958-59!

'The Rough Riders'

But, without a doubt, my all time favorite and most memorable was 'Combat!'. But I can't say favorite without mentioning 'Twelve O'clock High'.

I soured on T.V. programming with 'All In the Family'. I don't think I've ever watched any kind of serial program since. I watch a fair amount of T.V., but nothing ever got to me like that squad on 'Combat!'.

-dixon cannon

 

[GHT]

John Thaw’s Inspector Morse is a masterpiece of television, portraying a brilliant yet deeply flawed, lonely intellectual navigating complex murders in Oxford. Thaw brought a raw, melancholic humanity to the character, combining a sharp, curmudgeonly demeanor with a love for opera, poetry, real ale, and crossword puzzles.

Inspector Morse became a massive hit in America offering a refined, intellectual alternative to fast-paced US police shows, focusing on character-driven, feature-length mysteries. Its success was driven by John Thaw's compelling portrayal of a flawed, cultured detective in the picturesque stting of Oxford,

I'm curious as to whether the success in the US is just hype or if any American Loungers really found Morse addictive?

 

[Harp]

^ Morse touched a nerve with me; largely, I suppose because I recognized my own loner intellectual
classic music/opera loving flawed self in his superb portrayal by Thaw.

When I was in college, I pursued a gorgeous brunette who resembled 1940's actress Ann Blyth, once inviting her to the Chicago Lyric Opera for Puccini's Madama Butterfly; but first we'd visit the Art Institute to view El Greco's Assumption of The Virgin, my favorite portrait for inspiration; next a stroll across the Michigan Avenue bridge during which I'd recite some of Pushkin's poetry. All before dining on salmon at the Berghoff on Adams Street befoe the Lyric. Afterwards, we might run out to the Orange Garden for some Cantonese plate or stop
downtown somewhere for a nightcap. Crashed and burned. I wasn't a cheap date but a very complicated
guy she didn't understand.... Later, when I'd discovered Morse, I sensed a kindred spirit. And depression runs
in my paternal bloodline, so I've been there, done that too. Morse is relatable in many ways.

 

[GHT]

^ Morse touched a nerve with me; largely, I suppose because I recognized my own loner intellectual
classic music/opera loving flawed self in his superb portrayal by Thaw.

When I was in college, I pursued a gorgeous brunette who resembled 1940's actress Ann Blyth, once inviting her to the Chicago Lyric Opera for Puccini's Madama Butterfly; but first we'd visit the Art Institute to view El Greco's Assumption of The Virgin, my favorite portrait for inspiration; next a stroll across the Michigan Avenue bridge during which I'd recite some of Pushkin's poetry. All before dining on salmon at the Berghoff on Adams Street befoe the Lyric. Afterwards, we might run out to the Orange Garden for some Cantonese plate or stop
downtown somewhere for a nightcap. Crashed and burned. I wasn't a cheap date but a very complicated
guy she didn't understand.... Later, when I'd discovered Morse, I sensed a kindred spirit. And depression runs
in my paternal bloodline, so I've been there, done that too. Morse is relatable in many ways.

I admire your courage to speak up about a reminisce, it was like a paroxysm of pain. You have a really remarkable level of self-awareness. It’s a rare trait to be able to analyse oneself so honestly.