Awhile back I went on about how I was looking for some much needed childhood nostalgia lovin'. To appease the pop culture gods of my youth I went out and bought the Complete 1st, 2nd, and 3rd season of Scooby-Doo.
My kid watches it nonstop. Though, lately, she's been looking towards the newer episodes to watch instead of the old ones, which she's thoroughly exhausted. Yet, just because she's found a new 'must watch' thing, that doesn't mean I've given up the ghost... or the old caretaker dressed up like one, anyway. I'm still on the lookout of all the old episodes with all the celebrity guests.... and the ones that weren't included on the third season disc, namely the 10,000 volt ghost and the episodes with Scooby-Dum.
However, while that's being investigated, I've come up with a new way to satiate my sappy childhood memories.
I never watched Miami Vice in its entirety growing up, though I felt compelled to buy a stupid Miami Mice shirt when I was a kid on vacation in Virginia Beach. I loved the music and I loved the fashions but for some reason I didn't get into watching it at any great level. I did catch a lot of the episodes and was sucked in by the "Crockett's Turn To The Dark Side" storyline. However, when the movie came out a few years ago, I was appalled. It was just sad to see yet another one of my childhood memories ruined. And to be done by the genius who brought you the show and a movie like HEAT makes it all the worse. It was up there with Spielberg and Lucas ruining Indiana Jones with Crystal Skull.
Maybe the show won't hold up to the test of time. We are a society that has definitely moved on in terms of good television storytelling, especially in the realm of Cop Dramas. After shows like NYPD Blue, CSI, Law & Order, and Detroit 1-8-7 I think we have a better gritty realism than the bikini and pastel clad beautiful people of the 80s.
Still, that will probably not stop me from indulging myself and buying this box set. So, slip on your loafers over your bare feet. Get out your Ray Bans. Put the top down on your '72 Ferrari. Hold on to the 80s and feel it in the air tonight.
Oh, and watch out for alligators named Elvis.