Detectives
I thought I would break with tradition and devote this week's adventures in blogging to the topic of 1980s Televisual detectives. So, for starters I thought we could reminisce about that quirky yet loveable chappy Colombo. Or just look at his picture. I remember his dodgy car, his hush puppy dog and his invisible wife, Mrs Colombo. At least we used to get to see Qunicy's girlfriends. Although technically, Quincy wasn't actually a detective, he was a coroner. He was the pre-cursor to CSI: Las Vegas. CSI I believe, owes alot to Quincy. Except thankfully they don't go on about civil rights issues, the legal system and education. They just deal with more perverse and televisually friendly obtuse crime.
There is a random googly eye on my desk.
posted by Soaring @ 2:27 pm
4 Comments:
At 2:51 pm,
Ron said…
I met Colombo and his wife last yea in Los Angeles. It was pretty cool, he's a really nice guy!
At 4:36 pm,
Soaring said…
Awesome! But did you meet Mrs Colombo or did you meet Mrs Falk? That is the question. you see? uhuh uhuh? you see?
At 5:57 pm,
Ron said…
Oh, that elusive Mrs Columbo...I believe only two people have ever met her: Columbo and the priest who made her the misses. Actually Mrs Falk (aka Shera Danese) is a really nice lady. She was in 6 of his movies too. Oh, and speaking of his googly eye once when he was playing in a Little League game, the umpire called him out. Falk thought that he was safe. He pulled his glass eye out of its socket and handed it to the umpire, telling him, "Here, I think you might need this." He should've been a Munster.
Quincy was quite the character. I think this sums it up rather nicely: "Quincy ordering his superiors around and constantly operating outside his jurisdiction. Quick sips of black coffee. Telephones constantly ringing. Guest appearances by people you've never heard of. Deserted streets. No pedestrians. Huge, bulky cars. An Italian actress. An Asian actor. Horrible jackets and suits that cause picture strobing. And precisely two modes of acting from Klugman - either calm and collected, or REALLY angry, screaming the odds and pointing his finger a lot...In short, Quincy was terrible, but we all watched it. Why? Because it passed an hour painlessly enough."
How come an old geezer like himself was always dating girls young enough to be his grand-daughters?
At 5:14 am,
Ron said…
oh Diagnosis Murder! What a show...I don't think it's ever made clear, at least in the episodes that I've watched, what Dick Van Dyke does whens he's a doctor. He seems to have been given his entire career off by a very caring boss who understands that its difficult to be a doctor and have a crime-fighting hobby at the same time.
His moustache seems to play a separate character.
The rest of the cast was basically constructed so that Dick can go about his caring-yet-stern crimefighting ways without it being too unbelievable. Mind you, with his 'son' in the program being the head of the LA homicide squad and his best friend being the county coroner, they really didn't put much effort into it. But what fun they had!
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