In retrospect, I was one of the "fickle kids" this documentary talks about. But hey, why make it The Munsters or Batman. I'd gladly watch both.
I'd balk at going to swimming lessons given the cliff-hangers around Batman and Robin. My own physical development was taking a back seat to a gripping fantasy.
Then our family left Portland, Oregon for Rome, Italy and it was somewhat cold turkey, at least on shows like this. Italian TV didn't even start until early evening, sheesh.
I didn't unplug entirely. On the contrary, I developed more of an interest in advertising.
I'd balk at going to swimming lessons given the cliff-hangers around Batman and Robin. My own physical development was taking a back seat to a gripping fantasy.
Then our family left Portland, Oregon for Rome, Italy and it was somewhat cold turkey, at least on shows like this. Italian TV didn't even start until early evening, sheesh.
I didn't unplug entirely. On the contrary, I developed more of an interest in advertising.
