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I remember years ago, reading an interview with Patrick McGoohan in which he told the interviewer that he had arranged to be out of the country the day that ITV showed the last episode of The Prisoner.
They didn't have an ending, see? Didn't know how to finish an increasingly surreal story line to everyone's satisfaction.
Apparently the ITV switchboard was jammed that night, people phoning in and demanding to know what was going on, and if they were ever going to get any payoff for watching 18 episodes of a story that just got odder and odder for no apparent reason. That must have been some series of phone calls, because there was no ITV network in those days, just a loose alliance of regional ITV companies, so depending upon where you lived in the country, Fall Out was transmitted on anyone of a number of dates from 1 February to 1 March inclusive. I think most of the country watched it on Sunday 4 February 1968.
That was my ninth birthday.
I remember thinking it was great, but without understanding what had happened; pretty much in the same way that I thought the Batman TV series was great when I was a kid, but didn't pick up on any of the knowing campness that made my parents laugh until I was older (and boy did it irritate me when they laughed!). I can remember Dad muttering about a 'load of rubbish'. I think Mum just got on with her knitting.
Anyway, 38 years later, The Prisoner is regarded as a classic, even if no-one understands the ending.
I'm not sure that LOST will hold up that long.
But at least they're not making us wait a year for the second season.
They didn't have an ending, see? Didn't know how to finish an increasingly surreal story line to everyone's satisfaction.
Apparently the ITV switchboard was jammed that night, people phoning in and demanding to know what was going on, and if they were ever going to get any payoff for watching 18 episodes of a story that just got odder and odder for no apparent reason. That must have been some series of phone calls, because there was no ITV network in those days, just a loose alliance of regional ITV companies, so depending upon where you lived in the country, Fall Out was transmitted on anyone of a number of dates from 1 February to 1 March inclusive. I think most of the country watched it on Sunday 4 February 1968.
That was my ninth birthday.
I remember thinking it was great, but without understanding what had happened; pretty much in the same way that I thought the Batman TV series was great when I was a kid, but didn't pick up on any of the knowing campness that made my parents laugh until I was older (and boy did it irritate me when they laughed!). I can remember Dad muttering about a 'load of rubbish'. I think Mum just got on with her knitting.
Anyway, 38 years later, The Prisoner is regarded as a classic, even if no-one understands the ending.
I'm not sure that LOST will hold up that long.
But at least they're not making us wait a year for the second season.