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Fred Hembeck



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Gender: Male
Status: Married
Age: 56
Sign: Aquarius

City: Upstate
State: NEW YORK
Country: US
Signup Date: 4/23/2006
Sunday, April 26, 2009 
As you may've heard, the fine folks over at YouTube have recently instituted a section of their site devoted to both full-length movies and entire episodes of various television programs. These are NOT the user-posted clips that have made YouTube famous, but high-quality, officially sanctioned, all-in-one videos.

You can go here to see what you can see.

Lotsa good stuff, huh? And with all the top-quality goodies available for one's viewing, just WHERE do you think I gravitated towards?

Uh huh. The so-called "Worst Program In Television History", "My Mother The Car".

I hadn't seen the show since it ran its single season back in 1965, and I actually recall liking it. Of course, I WAS 13 at the time, so I figured it was past time to take another look.

YouTube has five episodes of "My Mother The Car" available, including the very first one.

Over the last few days, I watched all five of them. So, is it THAT bad? No. Is it in fact sorta good, the way I remember it? Also no. Let me explain...

The production values are high, with a fair amount of the scenes filmed outside. The car looks way spiffy. The entire cast gives it all they've got. Those are the pluses.

The minuses? It's just not very funny. Star Jerry Van Dyke appears to be obliged to amp down the natural gregariousness he displayed earlier on brother Dick's show. And the concept is not only silly, it's stifling.

Look, "Bewitched", "I Dream Of Jeanie", "My Favorite Martian", and "Mr. Ed" were all of the same era as "My Mother The Car", and all shared a central conceit with it--one character, and one character only, is aware of a magical totem right smack dab in the middle of things. A witch. A genie.A martian. A talking horse. All were big hits. All were just as fanciful as having your dead mother come back, reincarnated, as a talking car, maybe, but far more manageable, storywise. Viewers found the notion of a pair of attractive young women performing magical tricks, a faux uncle who's really a man from outer space, and even a horse that talks, far easier to believe. For one thing, each of them could casually interact with those in the cast unaware of their special abilities, even the horse. But David Crabtree's (Jerry Van Dyke) mother? There wasn't much she (the voice of early sitcom icon Ann Sothern) could do but squawk at her son via the radio when he--and he alone--was sitting in the car. Sorta limited the plot possibilities...

Which is probably why, of the five episodes up on YouTube (numbers 1,2, 4, 5, and 6, out of 30), three concern themselves with recurring foil (and easily the funniest thing about this whole misbegotten enterprise) Captain Manzini (played by Avery Schreiber, aided by his distinctive walrus mustache and essayed with all the subtlety of a silent film villain), a rich car collector who's desperate to own the rare (and in reality, non-existent) 1928 Porter that for some reason he can't pry away from Crabcake.

"Crabtree!"

"Whatever..."

And THAT folks, is the recurring gag that occurs not only in every episode that Schreiber appears in, but in virtually every SCENE he appears in!! Geez, talk about running a gag into the ground...

The Captain isn't involved at all in the second episode, but the premise there has Jerry worried so much about some car strippers that have been plaguing the neighborhood, he eventually winds up sleeping in the garage with mom!! And I guess that's brings us to the subliminal (for 1965) ick factor. Dave complains early in the episode that he doesn't want his mother stripped! In another show, he hoses her down with cold water, declaring "I'm gonna give you a bath, mom", and gets a big giggle when she complains the water is too cold! And there's that whole bit about sleeping in the garage with her. Dave's wife (Maggie Pierce, in a thankless role) eventually shows up with pillow in hand to join her seemingly vastly over-concerned hubby, and as they snuggled in the front seat, I couldn't help but think, after forty subsequent years of sit-com coarsening, how things might've played out if this same episode were filmed today. The oblivious wife would likely look in the back seat, and remind her flustered husband of what they used to do in their younger days in just such a situation, and suggestively suggest for old times sake that--well, I think you see where I'm going here!! Freudian hilarity ensues!! Ick factor, notched to the max!

That said, I want to make special mention of episode 5, "Burned At The Steak". This particular story could've played on any other sit-com of the day--the car plays a small, mostly incidental role this time around, being most notable for tipping Dave off that the newlyweds next door have been fighting. It's all about her bad cooking--including that charred hunk of steak--and Crabtree tries his best to reunite the pair. Of course, things backfire, and instead the couple head for divorce court!! Turns out Dave's a lawyer (a fact I hadn't gleaned in the previous three episodes), so he gets to represent the wife and her Laura Petrie hairdo. More amazingly, though, hubby (a young, subdued Charles Grodin) has a ridiculously aggressive Lee Van Cleef handling his briefs!! Even without a talking car factoring into the proceedings, events unfold in a surreal manner that, even for mid-sixties sitcoms, is--like the aforementioned steak--hard to swallow!! But Van Cleef is a real hoot, no doubt about it.

You'll also see Bill Daily, James Sikking, and Barbara Bain pop up in various episodes, should you be able make it through all five shows. No, I certainly can't say it's a good show, but I can't deny being strangely fascinated by it either. There's no laugh track, so you're on your own there (me, I chuckled out loud only once, when mom complained of her "CARthritis"--your milage may vary).

Now, if I could only get that blasted theme song out of my head!!
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Russ the Rab
Curt Russell

 
I guess there's no taking your gilrlie to the drive-in in that car, eh? It's benn a long time since I've TV classic, I'm to Youtube right now.
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Posted by Russ the Rab on Sunday, April 26, 2009 - 12:25 PM
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The Dominion Hub
Dominic Guglieme

 

I notice that some more religious types, (much more common in the 50s and 60s), are very uncomfortable with 2 concepts: life after death (when it deviates from their system), and conflating machinery with spirituality. That second point effectively makes a movie about sophisticated AI, (especially a benign AI), more worrisome than a sitcom about...say, a witch in suburbia.


Toss all that in with your "ick factor", and you have a bomb.


The stuff on sit-coms now makes me wish for the sophisticated and mature conversations I had at 13. Really. I am embrassed to even know some of these shows exist. (The scenario described above about modernizing "My Mother the Car" is actually pretty tame by modern standards.
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Dom
 
 
Posted by The Dominion Hub on Monday, April 27, 2009 - 8:24 PM
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