I’ve been watching a lot of old black and white TV shows lately, am struck by the high quality of the writing, the acting, the directing, the ideas those old shows dealt with, the credible characterizations, the photography, the tone, the level of sophistication about mundane things, common among even the average middle class American today, now gone, in need of googling of Wiki lookups.
Is it me or did something go terribly wrong with network television programming after the last black and white season of 1966-67? It went from Peter Gunn, Naked City, Mr. Lucky, The Twilight Zone, Thriller (yes, Thriller), The Defenders, Perry Mason, The Outer Limits, The Fugitive and so many other well written dramatic series, many of them anthologies, to Batman, Mannix, The Green Hornet and a host of other so-called action and adventure shows, some better than others, but the one thoughtful show, the kind that made you think on your way to school (or work) had largely vanished.
I’ve wondered about this for years. Movies also went pretty much “all color” after 1966, but without quite the same dramatic decline in quality. TV was never the same. Things improved somewhat after 1970, with the Norman Lear and MTM sitcoms (All In the Family, Mary Tyler Moore’s show), I suppse Saturday Night Live, but overall the quality wasn’t there, especially for serious shows. When even a western like Gunsmoke was in black and white it often told serious, even tragic tales, at times played like Western Noir. When it switched to color it became more family friendly and lighthearted like a Disney show.
This is not a rant , nor am I obsessive on this topic, though I do feel strongly about it. I wonder if color film stock, even though it’s greaty improved over the years, is simply ill-suited to certain kinds of drama, stories, moods, and that where TV is concerned, it’s like the tail (color) wags the dog. I know that one can’t turn back the clock, not literally, but aesthetically it’s been done many times. Hundreds, maybe thousands, as when an earlier art form or aesthetic was revived centuries after it went out of fashion.
Change isn’t always for the good, and progress just means forward motion. Capitalize it as Progress and it becomes one of those “things you can’t stop”. Put the first letter in lower case, think about what it actually means, and it becomes an issue worth pondering in all its implications. When the Romanov dynasty fell, that was progress, but when Stalin took charge of the Soviet Union, that too was progress. The dynasty was history by then. When Hitler came to power, that too was progress. The next thing, the newest thing isn’t only not only good, it might even be bad. :eek: I think of the term, common in the medical profession, which I’ve heard many times, especially when discussing cancer, which is disease progression. Now I’m not comparing color television to cancer, not literally anyway, but I do wonder if in this case whether the “Progress” of making all television shows in color, while certainly the next thing, was in all cases a good thing. I’m not saying we ought to go to all black and white programming. Now that would be ridiculous: but the aesthetic choice,–whether to make a TV series in black and white or color–is no longer an option these days, and to my way of thinking this limits other corollary options when it comes to the kinds of shows that get made.
This is just a ramble regarding the state of television, comparing the (sometimes) good old days of yesteryear to the not so good days of today. I hope others will think about the issue, specifically black and white film (yes, I know I did some bopping around in this post) and whether it sometimes it or can be a good thing. A very good thing.