Apocalypse now
The TV programmes you watched as a child are like acid flashbacks.
The TV programmes you watched as a child are like acid flashbacks. You never fully understood them at the time and you understand them even less now that you’ve forgotten most of the context and detail. But by golly, don’t they half haunt the imagination ever after?
Terry Nation’s late Seventies series Survivors had just this effect on me. It was about the aftermath of a killer virus which wipes out virtually the entire human species leaving just a handful of survivors to roam the earth, scrape by without TV or electric lights or hot showers, and generally rediscover the old agrarian ways before we became so dependent on technology. The ultimate fantasy of the modern green movement, in other words.
Not having seen the series in 30 years, I can’t vouch for how crap it was. But I would suspect not crap at all. Terry Nation was a scriptwriter of some genius. He invented the Daleks — indeed many of early Doctor Who’s best storylines — and he created Blake’s 7, and he had a knack for writing cultish drama which not only pushed all the right ‘scare’ and ‘tension’ buttons at all the right moments, but which was also intelligent and profound and stuck in your brain in the way, say, Dennis Potter dramas do.
And now the BBC has done a remake — Survivors (BBC 1, Sunday and Tuesday) and it’s really dismal. It’s like a case study of all the things that have gone wrong with telly in the intervening period: the shallowness, the political correctness, the hacky scripting, the so-so acting, the crassness, the stereotyping. It’s born not out of love of the medium, but out of fear. Fear of not getting the right number of minority viewers; fear that the audience is going to switch off at the slightest hint of intelligence or sophistication and play a videogame instead; fear of originality or depth.
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Ray Daniels
November 27th, 2008 12:40pmI still remember the scene where Abby hacked her hair off, so yes, I guess those old series do stick in the mind. Well done, Terry Nation.
ian skidmore
November 28th, 2008 11:28amcannot wait for a TV programme that deals with getting rid of decomposing bodies. Surely though that should come under"Garden Remakes"
My gardener's brother in law was buried in his garden and I am told thy resultant tomatoes are delicious
Malc
January 11th, 2009 2:09amSimilar rules apply to food. One of Survivors’ main premises — as it was in the original, though much less clunkily done — was that instead of banding together in co-operative groups, Britain would start resembling Somalia, with lots of savage, greedy gun-toting groups vying for supremacy, all trying to take control of the main food depots.
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