Oh, I think I did, once or twice in [post=6271360]this thread[/post]. Not only was it a fucking brilliant program (even the somewhat watered down ABC version), but it was absolutely prophetic, making the call on reality television, idiotic gameshows, and conglamorate media corruption decades ahead of its time. Matt Frewer was great as Network 23’s star reporter Edison Carter, and just as great as his (deliberately annoying) electronic ego, the eponymous Max Headroom. And what could one say about Amanda Pays that would compare to her lovely, demure visage.
And Blanks Reg and Dominique–the forerunners to Comedy Central, of course. The Zik-Zak Corporation–motto: “We’ve got everything you need, and you need everything we’ve got!” The bulletnosed Studebaker network cars. “An off-switch. He’ll get ten years for that.” Missile Mike. Whacketts. And the whole irony of Max being a shill for Coca-Cola while firmly skewering commercialism and the corporate state.
14 episodes and cut from the vine by a bunch of no-talent dimwits for whom the show’s satire struck far to close to home, and indeed, right through the place that their little hearts would be if they had such a thing. Ah, Max, we barely knew ye.
Anybody else miss Max Headroom?