Mix and Match Television Parts - not affiliated with Michael Nesmith's Television Parts.

Submitted by k3vin on Fri, 07/09/2004 - 12:42
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I am hearing Jacqueline Smiths' voice everywhere. Yesterday she seemed to be an actress in a horrible 70s vampire film: Count Yorga. Today her voice popped into a local insert voice over. I know it is not her, I just do not understand why I keep hearing her. Is she the everymother? Hesse's Earth Mother? I always liked the smart one, Kate Jackson, and Farrah the sexy one better than ole Kelly. Of the Farrah replacements, I lost track after Shelly Hack. I hated Cheryl Ladd from day one. If I blur my memory a bit, I get the Angel replacements mixed up with the Threes Company replacements.

This makes me think of a whole new movie genre. Instead of rehashing old TV shows, let's mix them up a bit. Have the "Three's Company" gang be hired by Charlie to solve mysteries. Pack Eight is Enough into a psychedelic school bus to save the whales. Let the Harlem Globetrotters vist Gilligan's Island. Move the Bradys to Dodge City. Oh wait they did those already. Sherwood Schwartz was so ahead of my time. I know Scooby Doo did this sort of with their "New Scooby Doo Movies" as well. I am not stating this is one hundred percent original.

But what I really want to do here is explore my most infamous crackpot theory. The theory that Sherwood Schwartz the last century's "Shakespeare" bit not within our lifetime. Give it a few centuries. That idea spawned, pre Brady Bunch Movie, from an offhand comment by a professor. "If I knew as much about Shakespeare, as my Freshmen know about the Bradys, I'd be considered a genius". It was the time "real Live Brady Bunch was palying to sold out audiences in Chicago, during the 90s. This got me to thinking about Shakespeare as the popular culture of its time. I do not mean this to be a farcical parody of pop culture, ala the book Motel of the Mysteries by David Macaulay. Sure Shakespeare sounds all fancy now, but could "A Comedy of Errors" have been the 17th century antics of Cindy, Bobby and Marcia, Marcia Marcia? Makes ya' think!