tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11578983.post31066945337524891..comments2009-01-11T17:41:54.315-05:00Flickheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08501032829800803300noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11578983.post-76288521164120347442009-01-11T17:41:00.000-05:002009-01-11T17:41:00.000-05:00Sadly, nobody had to trick Rod Serling into it. His career as a television/film writer was on the ropes (at best) and the only halfway marketable thing he had left was the recognizability of his voice. So for the last 3-4 years of his life, it could accurately be said that, since no one was giving him work as a writer, his primary vocation became that of a voice actor; available for commercials, low-budget docos, shopping mall P.A. announcements; you name it. <BR/><BR/>And believe me, in those days something like 'Beyond and Back' or the Cousteau films or that halfwit thing CBS did on the Hope Diamond was a very, very good gig for him. He was otherwise down to cutting radio and TV spots for commercial banks in Florida. If he'd lived past the age of fifty, I daresay it would only have gotten worse (can you say 'Infomercials'?).<BR/><BR/>Is it any wonder he took that teaching job the last year of his life? Though, judging by some tapes I recently heard, his idea of teaching the craft of writing was to take his students scene-by-scene through his old 'Twilight Zone' scripts to demonstrate what pieces of crap they really were (which they weren't . . . at least the ones he was deconstructing). A sad end, but I guess writing for television all those years would turn anyone into a masochist.Tom Sutpenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15630234799410505676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11578983.post-31692299068051064282009-01-10T14:23:00.000-05:002009-01-10T14:23:00.000-05:00Forgot about "Beyond And Back". Though I've always wondered how they tricked Rod Serling into narrating that sleazola snoozer.Dr. Thorkelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01314180220661810401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11578983.post-90147491579859094942009-01-10T10:32:00.000-05:002009-01-10T10:32:00.000-05:00I think "Beyond and Back" is the one I referred to with the blind guy. Not esp as the subject - near-dead experiences. I never saw "Encounter with the Unknown" - I'd remember Rod Serling.<BR/><BR/>-N PAuperAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11578983.post-52734431963428555732009-01-10T09:47:00.000-05:002009-01-10T09:47:00.000-05:00The 70's death experience movie I believe was the 1975 ditty "Encounter With The Unknown".Dr. Thorkelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01314180220661810401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11578983.post-33503775673066920372009-01-10T00:19:00.000-05:002009-01-10T00:19:00.000-05:00The film Anon. describes could be <A HREF="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0077229/" REL="nofollow">this one</A> from 1978?<BR/><BR/>What I miss about the Seventies is gratuitous nudity in any film not rated G.Peter Nellhaushttp://www.coffeecoffeeandmorecoffee.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11578983.post-22523361761596055082009-01-09T20:27:00.000-05:002009-01-09T20:27:00.000-05:00Anonymous: I'm stumped!Flickheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08501032829800803300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11578983.post-37838247532627141292009-01-09T20:26:00.000-05:002009-01-09T20:26:00.000-05:00Prostate exams are a walk in the park. The prostate biopsy, on the other hand, can lead an atheist to God.Flickheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08501032829800803300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11578983.post-77316571249211117972009-01-09T19:37:00.000-05:002009-01-09T19:37:00.000-05:00I saw a movie where they covered crystal skulls, yeti, loch ness, etc. The usual horseshit. It was big in the seventies. I can't remember anything else about it though. <BR/><BR/>I also saw <B>The Legend of Boggy Creek</B> when that came out. And then I saw it again, like two more times. Yeah, that's pretty pathetic but what can I say. I loved that stuff back then. <BR/><BR/>Hmmm... what else? No prostate problems... yet. But last time I went to the doctor he prodded around pretty hard. Damn, I fucking hate those exams. No wonder Jack Benny always said he was 39. They don't start testing you until you're 40.Jonathan Lapperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05730146625671701859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11578983.post-59536410688805602552009-01-09T17:51:00.000-05:002009-01-09T17:51:00.000-05:00Hey Flickhead, maybe you can answer a question for me since you really seem to know your 70s film ephemera. There was a documentary that came out in the mid-70s about people who have had near death experiences and the trailer for the film featured a Ghostbusters-style ambulance speeding down busy city streets with "Hang on/Help is on it's way/ playing over the image. I think this film was in the vein of those movies like In Search of the Yeti. Please help me figure out the title of this movie. It's driving me crazy. Thanks.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11578983.post-20242762091994760572009-01-09T12:54:00.000-05:002009-01-09T12:54:00.000-05:00I miss how movie posters used to directly engage the prospective viewer. Or trailers, like "Close Encounters."Andrew Wickliffehttp://www.thestopbutton.comnoreply@blogger.com