Last evening I looked at the TV listings and saw that Planet of the Apes was on American Movie Classics at 8 pm. At first I just made note of it and then it started to play around in my mind. That was a film from a time when we couldn’t fast forward to see a favorite scene, or play it over and over. We had one shot at it. “Get your stinking paws off me, you damned dirty ape!” And one chance for the Statue of Liberty in the sand.
Anyway, I decided to watch it and set myself up a comfy little place to do so. Then, the station that started out with no commercials and went to some and then a lot, became today’s version of the WGN late show of the ’80’s. I made it through the first of the movie and sets of commercial “breaks” but zonked out before they even set off for the Forbidden Zone.
AMC, damn you. Damn you all to hell.
I love DVR. Oh yes. I don’t watch a single commercial anymore.
My younger son asked me several times about TiVo . . . Hmmmm . . . maybe. Even my mother is thinking about shelling out the money for cable now that is going more rural.
Must . . . pull . . . feet . . . out . . . of . . . mud – go forward with the times.