SEVEN GLORIOUS DAYS, SEVEN FUN-FILLED NIGHTS by Charles Sopkin

SEVEN GLORIOUS DAYS, SEVEN FUN-FILLED NIGHTS

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KIRKUS REVIEW

Oh for the Love of Life! From sun up to stars bangled banner, adrift in the great wasteland for seven, repeat. . . seven glor-i-ous days fun filled nights of test patterns, Cigarette, Beer and Soap commercials, with six, repeat. . . six glassy-eyed TV sets going going going giving each channel a chance As the World Turns to Captain Kangaroo while George Wallace meets the press and Tarzan spots the Leopard Woman and Huntley greets Brinkley and every night the rematch between King Carson, groovy Griffin and nervous Bishop. Whew, ""My Stars & Garters"" as Pat Paulsen would bit. . . bow did he do it. Well, moving right along here folks let's first of all give Mr. Sopkin a hand, a great big Ed Sullivan type hand. For stamina, endurance, courage, beyond and above the call of Excedrin. . . a booster you'll need along about ""Wednesday"" if you feel called upon to follow his recorded adventures which are, necessarily, spot announcements, pronouncements, half-hour hodgepodge reactions which get grumpier as the hours creep by: ""Channel 7 is more a vast garbage dump than a vast wasteland"" (early on). . . ""cheap, meretricious, tawdy, fit only for zombies"" (midweek after a dramatic ""Special""). And in conclusion what was is the rating: that we are a nation of ""cultural half-breeds""; programming is a mission impossible. . . we might as well let poor enough alone. TV Guide-ance with a bit of ""I"" strain.

Pub Date: Sept. 1st, 1968
Publisher: Simon & Schuster