There might have been the odd, virtuosic Quincy episode, like the infamous,
punk-addled
“Next Stop, Nowhere”, that could’ve been too serious, TOO HARSH, for its own good.
Doc Savage:Mona, you’re a brick!
Heh. I didn’t realize that.
I remember watching that episode - I still remember some of the lyrics of the punk anthem…
Lay some on us.
All I recall from it was one of the anemic punk gals snarling about getting some tofu like she was about go acquire some sort of contraband.
“Saw a blind man the other day, stole his pencils and I ran away.”
“…something something something … face,
The only garbage is the human race!”
“I wanna see you choke, choke, choke!..”

And then of course the 90’s band Quincy Punx came from that.
About 99.9% Quinn Martin productions might not have elicited the same…gravitas? as they would today.
Video here
my memory held up pretty well.
You needed to stick around for the last week when all the real crazy shit really happened!
Back in 1993 WCW decided to debut a new wrestler–The Shockmaster!!! (He wrestled previous in the WWF as Tugboat and Typhoon.) Even considered the botch of him falling on his butt the costume is just to ridiculous to take seriously.
Yeah, really. For those playing the home game:
“8 and 1/2” = 60’s Fellini film about the creative artist’s struggle
“9 and 1/2 Weeks” = 1980s forebear to 50 Shades(*), Kim Basinger eats jalapeños blindfolded and keeps her hat on.
(* really, how come Shades got celebrated and Weeks got derided? It was because Mickey Rourke, wasn’t it? Or was it Twilight fangirls having grown up with internet porn?)

I’m sure Mr. Mastroianni knew his way around a good chocolate-dipped strawberry getting eaten slooooowly, oh-so-delectably.
I was going to say that nothing could stand out as ridiculous in WCW, but after watching the video, I stand corrected.
Some people might like this film, but…
At some point in the 80s I rented the George C Scott romp Hardcore and just couldn’t make it all the way through the melodramatic sloggings of that hammy curmudgeon belly-aching his way through the seamier side of things.
Similarly, I know a lot of people were blown away by the movie Requiem for a Dream, but I found the last 15 minutes about as serious and upsetting as a cartoon anvil falling on Wile E. Coyote’s head. “Ass to ass!!!”
While I didn’t think anything of it at the time, and still don’t really see why it gets so much ridicule, Six Feet Under gets a lot of jokes about this for the “narm” scene.
I’m not going to link to it because it’s an enormous spoiler, but for those that have seen Six Feet Under if you google ‘six feet under narm’, it’ll pop right up.
That is a Star Wars Stormtrooper helmet covered in glitter, isn’t it?
It appears to be so; I guess they were to cheap to make something themselves.
“Ass to ass!!!”
Yes, I remember the “ass to ass!”
And that absolutely grating-as-eff, URGENT!!! violin score.
I would characterize crotch-biting Blackface Kung-fu Pac-Man as the goofiest, yes.