Nostalgia bothers me. I look back at the past and often long for the times of yesteryear. But, I know that revisiting things with older eyes ruins the memory. I’ve re-watched hundreds of movies that I loved as a kid, only to learn… “Krull” is really a crappy movie (among others).
As such… I’ve stopped using the way back machine to peek in on my childhood. But, when I do…
#3 – “Spider-man and His Amazing Friends” – My five year-old loves this show. As such, I’ve recently seen the entire run again. Spidey, Firestar and Ice Man make a great team. The villains cycle through not only the Spider-man rogues gallery but also throughout the Marvel Universe. It’s a delicious piece of nostalgia.
#2 – “Transformers” – This was my favorite show growing up (this and “Different Strokes” but that’s for another column). Growing up it was hard to find. The only way for me to watch it was via “The Bozo Show” on WGN. But, that damn clown didn’t show a complete episode. He only showed 8 minutes of one. Three days a week. So, it would take a week to watch one episode. Still, my love was great. I didn’t think anything could change that. However… The first time I revisited it (a few years ago) Anthony and I (500 miles away, through the magic of an IM connection and a few beers) watched the first disc Season One. What we realized was that it wasn’t very good and a surprisingly number of plot lines hinged around putting things up Bumblebee’s butt. Now, the five year-old has watched it a few times (yes, I completely shove my geekdom down his throat – stop judging me) and… it doesn’t hold up (granted, it is still light years better than “Beast Wars”).
#1 – “Battle of the Planets” – The best thing, nostalgically speaking, about this show is that I haven’t seen it in over 20 years. It’s still awesome in my mind’s eye. I want to keep it that way. The biggest thing I remembered – the group transforming into the fiery phoenix. Little did my American eyes know that in the original show the transformation was them being blasted by radiation and each time was literally killing them. For me, however, they were heroes. For me, they ARE heroes. They’ll stay that way, as long as the grip of nostalgia doesn’t grab me and make me watch it now.