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Sunday, 6 June 2010

TV COPS WEEKEND - CASE CLOSED

And so we come to the end of the TV Cops Big Weekend and it's been a blast - a little hectic but a blast all the same. Special thanks go to all our guest posters, between them they have provided days and days of interesting reading. These themed weekends give the Archive the feel of a webzine and I hope readers enjoy what they find here. There'll be another themed weekend along soon and I'm sure that will be just as good.

And so we've covered loads of shows but obviously covering all of the cop shows that have entertained us over the years would take more than a themed weekend - a themed lifetime maybe. And many greats have been left out with the bias seeming to point to cop shows of yesteryear. But hey that's the way the cookie crumbles and there is much much more out there to discover in the genre.

And so if the TV COPS WEEKEND has put you in the mood for a mystery then might I suggest my new eBook - A Policeman's Lot which is out now at a price that is a giveaway - $4.99 US, £2.51 UK, Euro 3.70, $6.19 Australian, $5.52 Canadian. Now that's not bad to see a British copper and an American Legend solve the Jack the Ripper mystery. BUY HERE


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Inspector Frank Parade carries out his daily duties in the Welsh industrial town of Pontypridd, duties complicated by the unprecedented presence of 500 members of Buffalo Bill Cody’s Wild West Show encamped outside the town, not to mention the thousands attending the show every day. A series of depraved murders quickly makes things even more complicated. Buffalo Bill stands squarely in his path when Parade tries to investigate the likely possibility that one of the hundreds of show members is involved. And soon enough Parade’s own superiors are blocking his inquires, too. Still more deaths occur as Parade sifts through the thin evidence available and finds a trail that may lead to the perpetrator of the most heinous crime of the 19th Century—London’s “Ripper” murders.
Shocking revelations come thick and fast.
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TV COPS WEEKEND - And the award for best cop show ever goes to...

This is a very personal choice, in fact it's my choice, but I would give the award for best ever cop show to, The Sweeney. This was real gritty, dirty but ultimately escapist viewing even if it did seem realistic as hell, and many British cops liked to give the impression that they did what TV's Sweeney did.

Jack Regan (John Thaw) was a hard drinking, chain smoking, womanising thug of a copper and his sidekick Carter (Waterman) was almost as bad. But these were the kind of coppers needed to come up against the brutal criminals the show depicted. There was swearing, shagging, car chases, tortue and cutting edge drama.

The show's title came from Cockney rhyming slang for Flying Squad - IE - Sweeney Todd, Flying Squad. Everything about the show was a cut above the norm - it was made by Euston Films for Granada Television and shot on high grade film. The crew employed, particularly the stunt men were the best in the business and as a result the series showed some startlingly real action scenes.

'Get your trousers on. You're nicked.'

Slang was used heavily in the series which whilst adding to the show's authenticity it rather limited its appeal to foreign markets and as a result The Sweeney is not as well know around the world as it deserves to be. Indeed I'm not sure if it's at all known in the US - perhaps someone can confirm or deny that in the comments of this post. There were two feature film spin-offs made for the cinema and each did brisk business

The fourth and final season was made two years after the third - the gap being forced while the cast and crew filmed the two feature films, and the show ended with Regan throwing away his warrant card and quitting the force.

Dennis Waterman went onto the even more popular Minder and John Thaw drifted from forgettable role to forgettable role for a few years, before striking gold with the excellent Inspector Morse. Indeed Morse may be Thaw's best know role but it was Jack Regan that was his best ever creation.

TV COPS WEEKEND - POLICING PARADISE

Hawaii Five O is being remade and will air on CBS during the 2011/2012 season, but the original was a long running classic of TV Cop shows - Steve McGarrett was played by original Felix Leiter, Jack Lord. The show ran for twelve seasons between 1968 and 1980 and continued for a great many years in reruns. Indeed the show is still shown from time to time all over the world.

The show depicted a fictional state police division in Hawaii and the show got it's name from Hawaii being the 50th state to join the United States. The show's theme tune was hugely popular and was used over the Archive's TV Cops Weekend trailer. Most episodes would end with McGarrett turning to officer Danny Williams and saying, 'Book em Dano."

The stunning location work gave the show an exotic edge and it was hugely popular the world over, making many of the Hawaiian landmarks instantly recognisable.

I'm looking forward to seeing the re-make but am not expecting it to live up to this true classic.

TV COPS WEEKEND - GUEST THE BISH RETURNS

A standard ingredient of almost every ‘70s cop show was the boss of the hero cops who were the main stars of each show. The sole purpose for the higher ranking character appeared to be to yell and scream at the hero cops, threatening to pull their badges and throw them off the force.

This was a thankless job. Viewers loved the hero cops, cheering their take no prisoners tactics, while hissing at their impotent bosses. There was even perverse pleasure when the hero cops got their man despite their bosses efforts to hinder them.

Think of Captain Adam Greer (Tige Andrews) trying to keep The Mod Squad under control by constantly threatening to send them back to jail; Chief Inspector Frank Hastings (Garfield Morgan) ripping The Sweeny’s Regan and Carter a new one; Chief Clifford (J. D. Cannon) chewing McCloud up one side and down the other for galloping a horse through Times Square; or – my favorite – Chief Superintendant Gordon Spikings (Ray Smith) trying to keep Dempsey & Makepeace from killing each other or shooting up half of London.

And there are so many more . . .

While a cliché, these characters served a necessary function by keeping the ‘70s cop shows tenuously tethered to reality. They helped to maintain the viewer’s suspension of disbelief by being a voice of angry sanity amidst the antics of the hero cops’ quest to rid the streets of filth and vermin. Their job was to be a parent protecting the cop heroes – recalcitrant children all –

from their own over the top actions.

However, imagine one of these characters, screaming epitaphs, banging fists on tables, veins bulging in their necks from scarcely suppressed fury, let loose in today’s arena. Can you say harassment lawsuit? I knew you could.

I do miss these characters from a less politically correct era. The more outrageous they were, the more outrageous the cop heroes could be. They gave us a satisfaction of wish fulfillment missing from today’s cop shows – and mores’ the pity.

In the real world, most of my bosses have given me a very long, loose, leash. The deal we strike is they leave me alone, and I make them look good. I’ve even had a few back me up when I’ve hung my tail out a little too far – and one or two have even chewed on that tender part of my anatomy.

However, without the loud, obnoxious, bureaucratic, controlling, but soft in the center bosses of the ‘70s cop shows, the badges of the cop heroes from those shows would not have shined as bright.

So, let’s have a toast to them – the cop bosses – long may they burn with frustration and unrequited anger issues.

TV COPS WEEKEND - You can't touch this.

Throughout the Seventies, the Unctouchables was often shown in the UK as part of a double bill with The Naked City - I used to love the show because it seemed like a TV version of all those great Cagney gangster movies. And given that Elliot Ness was based on a real historical character we used to think every episode was the truth, how it really happened.


The show ran for 118, 50 minute episodes though some of the two parters were sticthed together and given cinema releases in the UK - The show was also very violent for its period and shot in grainy black and white-it certainly looked authentic to my young eyes. Of course although the real Elliot Ness was responsible for bringing down Al Capone, as in the first episode, he had nothing to do with the bringing to justice of Ma Baker, Bugs Moran or Dutch Schultz, and yet each of these real life mobsters were stomped over by Ness's team in this TV series.

There was much criticism of the violence in the show and Italian Americans were up in arms at constantly being portrayed as mobsters. In response to this the makers put the disclaimer at the end of each show that much of the story was fictional and also the number of Italian gangsters was lessened as the show went on.

Still at its best The Untouchables is a unique slice of hardboiled television and spawned the Oscar winning Costner movie of the same name.

Below we present in full, The Untouchables: The Dutch Schultz story.









TV COPS WEEKEND - Things get spooky

The X-Files wasn't the first detective show to feature a supernatural element but it was the most successful, running nine seasons and spawning two (thus far) big budget movies. The show was created by Chris Carter who had it in mind to write something along the lines of the cult hit, Kolchak The Night Stalker which starred Darren McGavin as a crime reporter who can't help but get involved in odd happenings.

Initially the series too a format of standalone episodes - these early days are known as the monster of the week phase, but in later episodes story arcs were set up. These latter arcs saw the series become bogged down in its own mythology and for many people, myself included, the early years were the best.

The fist five seasons were filmed in Canada but the location was then moved to the United States because David Duchovny was upset with having to spend so much time away from his home and family. During the seventh series Duchovny became a semi-regular character and Robert Patrick was brought in as a replacement. A spin off series, The Lone Gunmen was also developed but this was a relative flop and the X-Files finished after a ninth season.

Mulder and Scully did return however for two cinema movies and there are rumours of a third soon to go into development.

TV COPS WEEKEND - Guest Ian Parnham

A few words in your shell-like, pal, about Gene Hunt

“They reckon you’ve got concussion, but personally I couldn’t give a tart’s furry cup if half your brains are falling out. Don’t ever waltz into my kingdom playing king of the jungle. I’m Gene Hunt, your DCI and it’s 1973, nearly dinner time. I’m having hoops.” That was how the greatest 50s tv cop in a show made in the 00s about the 70s and 80s introduced himself. But more on that confusion later.

Gene Hunt appeared in Life on Mars, a British cop show that ran for 16 episodes in 2006-07 followed by a spin-off show Ashes to Ashes that ran for 24 episodes in 2008-10. The shows used the simple and yet bold idea of a time-travelling cop and were a testament to both the BBC’s courage in filming an original idea and the unintentional benefit that results from tv companies’ reticence to experiment. The scripts languished in development hell for years and at one stage Channel 4 almost made them into a sitcom vehicle for Neil Morrissey. Somehow I can’t see Tony from Men Behaving Badly delivering the assessment of Gene as an overweight, over-the-hill, nicotine-stained, borderline-alcoholic homophobe with a superiority complex and an unhealthy obsession with male bonding in a way that would have made it sound like a bad thing. But the long gestation period let the writers work out what the show was about and so unlike many shows that have a flawed pilot followed by a first season that irons out the format, Mars hit the ground running.

The idea was that Sam Tyler (named for Rose Tyler from Dr Who and I presume Sam Beckett from Quantum Leap) is a modern day cop who relies on techniques such as offender profiling and forensics. He respects the criminal’s human rights and he keeps meticulous notes, but he’s also dull enough to be a cop on one of those CSI shows. One day he gets seriously hurt in a car accident and he falls into a coma. When he awakes he finds he’s now living in 1973 and he’s the new man in Gene Hunt’s department.

For coppers 1973 was a simpler time when the murder scene was “the place where we found the body” and careful forensic examination involved rushing the fingerprint analysis through in two weeks. So Gene uses a simpler technique than Sam used for solving crimes in that he thinks with his heart rather than with his head. When a crime is committed Gene will dash round in his fast car to the nearest warehouse where bad guys are holed up. He’ll give them a kicking and then drag whoever he fancies for the crime back to the cop station to beat a confession out of them. Then he’ll find enough evidence in his filing cabinet filled with confiscated stolen goods to satisfy a sympathetic judge, letting him leave work at Beer O’Clock. Then it’s down to the pub for a game of darts, eighteen pints and the equivalent of the North Sea in whisky, a curry and then home to the missus ready to do it all over again the next day. And the best thing is, the blagger he bangs to rights is always the one who did it because Gene is always right. Gene is Gary Cooper, John Wayne and Jimmy Stewart all rolled into one. He’s the sheriff of the Wild West frontier town of... Manchester and that means he needs only a steely gaze, big fists, and a catchphrase of, “You are surrounded by armed bastards.”

This technique represented everything that a great, soft, sissy, girlie, nancy, French, bender, Man United supporting poof like Sam hated and so a classic buddy-buddy, chalk-and-cheese approach to the cop show format was born. Every week Sam would try to catch the bad guys using his quiche-eating, new man, touchy-feely approach while Gene would kick the stuffing out of anyone who got in his way. But every week they’d pull together just enough to lock the bad guys away and bit by bit Sam learned to trust his own instincts while Gene learnt to appreciate Sam’s methodology, even if he could never admit it.

It’s often claimed that Gene Hunt’s character came from Jack Regan, the cop in 70s show The Sweeney, and although when I first heard that it sounded right, in retrospect it doesn’t explain Gene particularly well. In my nostalgic mind, having not seen it for 30 years, The Sweeney was a gritty show that provided an antidote to the cosy 70s US imports. But having seen it again recently it was in reality less gritty than Murder, She Wrote. The more informative inspiration for Gene was Brian Clough, a 70s football manager who was famed for saying things like, “Rome wasn’t built in a day, young man, but then again I wasn’t on that job.” Philip Glenister, the actor who played Gene, often drags out the story that when researching the role he came across a video of Brian Clough being interviewed. The interviewer asked Brian what he did when a player disagreed with him and Brian replied, “We talk about it for twenty minutes and then we decide I was right.” Philip realized this was Gene’s attitude and when he mentioned it to the writers, they said that’s what they had in mind when they created him. So there it was: Gene Hunt was Brian Clough.

So for the first season Gene was a scruffy, violent force of nature, a cop who accepted no boundaries and who was as non-pc as you could get away with on British tv. He became a classic anti-hero. He accepted bribes from gangsters, was corrupt by the modern definition of the word, and his dancing in episode 3 was the worst example of Dad-dancing ever filmed. Not surprisingly the British public took him to their hearts, and in some ways it was downhill from there.

For the second season of Mars the writers faced a problem. Gene’s behaviour was supposed to appal viewers while Sam’s ethical approach was supposed to cheer them. They were supposed to want Sam’s devotion to means to defeat Gene’s belief that the end justified the means. But the reaction was the opposite one. Viewers liked seeing Gene clearing the streets of scum with his big boots and fists, and they liked seeing Sam learning to appreciate Gene’s approach. This was all summed up by the lazy line that was repeatedly trotted out that if only we had more coppers on the beat like Gene Hunt the streets would be safer.

To my mind the viewers’ reaction demonstrated the show’s strength, because for anyone interested in writing technique Mars used the most rigid third person single point of view narrative I think any tv show has ever attempted. Sam Tyler was in every scene of every episode (except for the one episode that deliberately broke the format) and so the viewers only saw what Sam saw, making him the hero in every way. But even though everyone liked hero Sam, they liked anti-hero Gene more. So the problem for season 2 was how to maintain that popularity. The answer was to turn bad-boy anti-hero Gene into good-guy hero Gene. He still kicked down doors and banged heads. But his rough edges were smoothed down and he became a joker with lots of, “This investigation’s going at the speed of a spastic in a magnet factory.” and, “He’s got more fingers in more pies than a leper on a cookery course.”

Even without Gene becoming increasingly comic, the show faced a greater problem with Sam Tyler, who was played by the excellent John Simm, an actor who didn’t want to be typecast. It’s assumed he refused to do more than two seasons of a show that had such a neat format it felt as if it could run for years. The solution was to ditch Sam and rebrand the show as Ashes to Ashes. This show moved the time-frame on to 1981, changed the location to London, and replaced Sam with Alex Drake, another present day cop who had fallen into a coma and ended up in Gene’s world. This show made more of the central mystery of why the cops were going back in time, while Gene morphed again into being an even nicer hero. And in deciding how to make Gene more appealing the writers made the sensible but unfortunate decision of seeing what the fans thought about him.

As anyone who has ever dipped a toe into cult fandom knows, the Internet world of fanfic and forums can be impenetrable to outsiders. But one surprising thing was certain about the cult of Gene Hunt: a particular demographic of womankind that was still young enough to moisten their gussets at the thought of Gene’s massive member liked Gene. Or to be more precise they liked the actor who played Gene... I should say here that I’m filling this article with Gene Hunt quotes and I do know that not all Gene Hunt fans are as cranky as a bird riding the cotton pony.

Anyhow, this demographic thought Gene was sex on legs. As a bloke I couldn’t see the appeal of a face with more pock marks than the moon, the beer belly, the sweat and nicotine stains, the sexist, racist, and several other ists banter, but there it was. Gene Hunt was officially a sex symbol and the show had to decide what to do about it. The answer was to accept it and give the viewers what they wanted. So Gene was spruced up and togged out in poncy designer gear, making him even more desirable to the tarts who wanted to wiggle their arses at him and fill his days with glimpses of the depths of their depraved minds. He still had the one-liners such as, “How many birds does it take to change a light-bulb? Two. One to run around shouting what do I do, what do I do and the other to shag the electrician.” But the airbrushed, wine-drinking, southern toss-pot Gene was a shadow of the violent sociopath of two years’ earlier. In an odd way this made some sense as the 70s were a time when people trusted the police and by the 80s they didn’t. So it was no longer possible for coppers to beat up bad guys without someone bleating about their rights, but either way, Gene became a parody of himself.

Some Mars fans were as unhappy as a very small nun on a penguin shoot with the fairy Ashes Gene. And conversely some Ashes fans were as excited as Liberace’s dick when he’s looking at a naked bird with the not-a-fairy Mars Gene. But those who stuck with him then faced a change that was even harder to swallow than Gene’s impressive manhood. The inevitable idea hit the screen with all the force of a bruise free groin slap that as the main leads were now a bloke and a bird, Gene would want to stamp Alex’s arse. Well, I say hard to accept because many a girlie heart beat faster when Gene barked at Alex, “Blimey, if that skirt was hitched any higher I could see what you had for breakfast.” So the hideous Galex was born, the love that ought not to have spoken its name between Gene and Alex.

For me this bemusing aspect of Gene’s character was as false as a tranny’s fanny, so I’ll say no more about it. But luckily the actor also got cheesed off with his character being made into a joke as did the writers. So rather than let Gene’s credibility go down faster than a five pound hooker on a Saturday night things improved and the first season of Ashes was Gene’s low point. From there on he was largely changed back to his earlier character, letting him regain most of his macho posturing and integrity. The violence returned, we learned of his dark side, and he even joined the masons. But we also saw other facets of his character as we got to understand how he operated. To outsiders he was a corrupt, abusive thug. But to his team he was the Guv, a fiercely loyal man whose principal that the buck stopped with him meant he covered up his team’s failings and urged them to better themselves.

Throughout the final two seasons Gene regained his authority as a stalwart cop who made his city a place safe for his mum to walk around in. He had more principles than when he started, but he always remained the sheriff who was a deputy to the law and so he earned the right to be a great fictional tv cop. And if you’re reading this having not seen the ending and you don’t want to know it, don’t read on. Ultimately the show raised Gene to mythic status and made him impervious to armchair critics such as myself when the final episode revealed that Gene had been a fictional tv cop all along. The real Gene was a copper in the 50s who died and went to a place where dead coppers go to sort themselves out. He created a fictional Gene who lived a fantasy copper’s life that never could have been but should have. So Gene was a fiction within a fiction whose excesses and failings can be explained away because they were a fiction that was never meant to be taken seriously in the first place. And to my mind that makes Gene Hunt bulletproof as a fictional tv cop because unlike other fictional tv cops he really was a work of fiction. End of.

I suppose I can’t finish Gene Hunt’s story without giving the British Gene a chance to say what he thought about Harvey Keitel, who played him in the US version of Life on Mars. So to paraphrase: “I reckon someone should paint Harvey’s balls the colour of hazelnuts and inform a pack of squirrels that winter’s coming.”


Ian has reviewed each episode of the recently completed Ashes to Ashes season three over at his own blog, The Culbin Trail

TV COPS WEEKEND - Guest Patti Abbott

Few actors have inhabited a character as thoroughly as John Thaw inhabited Inspector Morse in the long-running British series (1987-2000). Of course, I had read and loved Colin Dexter’s series long before the televised version (first novel, Last Bus to Woodstock in 1975) began. But the character of Inspector Morse came alive due to Mr. Thaw’s mesmerizing performance. The only comparable performances for me would be Peter Falk as Columbo, David Suchet as Poirot, James Garner as Rockford, and Tony Shaloub as Monk. Falk, Suchet and Shaloub used mannerisms and eccentricities to create their detectives, but Garner and Thaw did it through sheer talent—and perhaps superior writing.

Morse, for anyone not familiar with the series, was a senior CID officer in Oxford, England. He was an elegant man with a love of music, ale, poetry, art, cars and crossword puzzles. He was also cranky, troubled by authority issues, and a bit of a misogynist. Thaw’s portrayal was also strengthened by the equally fine performance of Kevin Whately as Lewis, his assistant. The best episodes were based on Colin’s novels rather than “ideas.”

Colin Dexter has said he came to think of Thaw as Morse even though the original description of his detective was not that similar. Gradually the Morse in Dexter’s novels began to resemble Thaw. It is written that Thaw didn’t much like the character of Morse when he first read the novels. But the two men shared a loved of classical music that helped him find his way into the role. And Morse’s less than perfect disposition made him all the more lovable to viewers after a while.

When the series ended in 2001, Inspector Morse was the longest running detective series in the history of the MYSTERY series—64 episodes over 13 years starting with THE DEAD OF JERICHO in 1988. Although Thaw played other parts, including the lead in Kavanagh, Q.C. it was as Morse he would be remembered after his premature death. Similarly Morse died at an early age. We will miss them both for a long time.

TV COPS WEEKEND - Guest Ian Dickerson

As TV Cops go Simon Templar is definitely one of the more unconventional.

One of the supporters of our Saint weekend was Ian Dickerson HERE. He’s written a book, called The Saint on TV, which will be published by Hirst Books early in 2011. It details—and I doubt anyone will be surprised given the title—for the first time, the very roots of the Saint’s TV adventures in 1940s Hollywood and follows them through American TV’s formative years in the 1950s through to the boom years of the 1960s ITC programme factory. Moving onwards the book shows the full evolution and production of the 1970s series Return of the Saint, and takes an in depth look at why the 1980s Saint failed and even documents some of the attempts made to revive the character on TV once Val Kilmer tried to murder him in the movies.

Ian has put together a drastically condensed version of the story for our TV Cops weekend.

Over to IAN:

So our illustrious editor e-mailed and asked if I fancied contributing to his TV Cops weekend, noting that something about the Saint would be a perfectly valid contribution.

Well I rarely need an excuse to write about the Saint but it did get me thinking—does the Saint really qualify as a TV cop?

I suppose he does in the loosest sense of the term for he is—occasionally—a good guy and has this habit of going round catching the bad guys. It’s just that sometimes his methods are…a little unusual. But the dictionary definition of a cop is a slang term for a policeman and the Saint most definitely ain’t one of them. However the Saint on TV has worked with the police and law enforcement agencies a few times, quite a few times actually, so maybe, if we’re being charitable in our definitions, then maybe the Saint does qualify as a TV cop.

And if that is the case then the story behind his TV career makes him one of the oldest cops on the box, for it pre-dates Dixon of Dock Green and is still going on today.

The path to TV Heaven for the Saint and Leslie Charteris started in 1952, but the signposts to it had been planted in the 1940s: Vincent Price, during his spell as the Saint on the radio, had observed that the Saint’s creator Leslie Charteris “wanted to play it in every media” and in late 1948 Charteris had been approached by an Argentine company wishing to produce a series of Spanish-language Saint shorts—that is to say a series of films lasting twenty-five minutes, not an item of Saintly apparel. He refused them point blank. Even in the media intensive 21st Century Argentinean film and television productions are not know for the international sales and recognition that Charteris felt his creation deserved.

It wasn’t until 1952, with the American TV industry still very much wearing its nappies, that Charteris began to seriously study ways to put the Saint on television; the blossoming small screen industry seemed the perfect next step for the adventures of Leslie Charteris, as creator of the Robin Hood of Modern Crime.

Earlier that year he’d renegotiated the contract for the Saint radio shows retrieving control of the TV rights, which had previously been bundled alongside the radio rights as TV hadn’t really kicked into gear. He was now determined to develop a TV show for the Saint and penned a number of scripts, designed to show how a half-hour Saint TV show would run.

He set to work with an LA based producer packaging the scripts and offering them as “a series or program of motion pictures for use exclusively on television and radio” targeting David Niven for the lead. It never made it in to production and with the benefit of hindsight it can be suggested that no one was willing to risk engaging Charteris, who had absolutely no experience in producing or directing a TV show.

Some verification of this theory was offered over a year later when Ted Ashley, of the Ashley-Famous Agency had tried to sell the Saint on TV. He summarized the problems they were encountering;

I regret having to advise you that the general opinion has been that the scripts are not sufficiently interesting and particularly, not of the proper type, in terms of general content for a motion picture television film.

...we have indicated that you would write scripts or have them written under your supervision...

...there are many indications that a pilot film and possibly a commitment assuring the production of a minimum of 13 pictures can be obtained, if you would be willing to limit your relationship to that of general advisor on scripts, casting, direction and production...

By 1960 the Saint was still to conquer television.

The man who initiated the chain of events responsible for bring the Saint to a new generation was writer and director John Paddy Carstairs.

Carstairs, an established film director, has started his career as an assistant cameraman in the late 1920s. He’d gone on to direct several films before contributing to the adventures of the Saint by directing the 1939 film The Saint in London. On that production he’d struck up a friendship with Charteris which had endured that less than spectacular movie.

In 1961 Carstairs dropped by the offices of his friends film producers Robert S. Baker and Monty Berman, who were looking to break in to the growing TV market. Baker mentioned that he thought the Saint would make a good TV show; Carstairs mentioned that he knew Leslie Charteris…

As a result in December 1961 Baker found himself in Florida in a week long negotiation with Leslie Charteris. Successfully concluded, five months later production started with Roger Moore in the title role. Charteris’ agreement with Bob Baker, aside from providing a suitable pension for his old age, allowed him the position of consultant on the show and prior to any significant pre-production work Charteris would be sent scripts and synopses and pass comment on them.

At first his comments were quite vitriolic, for the 50 year old author wasn’t familiar with the limitations placed on his creation by the broadcasting authorities, but he grew to appreciate the show and Moore’s portrayal of his creation.

The show was a global success, with Lew Grade’s salesmanship taking it to almost 100 countries and helping persuade American TV network NBC that perhaps they’d made a mistake by letting the show go into syndication. They promptly commissioned another series, this time in color, which Messrs Baker and Moore, through their newly found production company, Bamoore, were only too happy to provide.

The color episodes of The Saint with Roger Moore, despite in the large part not being based on original Charteris stories, took the show and the character from strength to strength. The show finished in the top 10 shows of 1967 and gave life to several long running comic books (including one that ran in Sweden for over 20 years) and an amazing range of merchandise. Indeed all 118 episodes of the series have found a new lease of life in the 21st century with DVD releases happening around the planet on a scale comparable to the sales of the show in the 1960s. But by late 1968 both the show’s star and the show’s production team decided to call it a day. They decided it was time to take a break from the Saint and try something different.

Baker and Moore took an undeveloped idea they’d had for the Saint and developed it into the feature film, Crossplot. Then they went on to produce and star in The Persuaders! for Lew Grade before Moore started impersonating a chap called James Bond.

Just a few years later it was Upstairs Downstairs that helped persuade Bob Baker that the Saint should return. For one actor, who guest starred in a handful of episodes, seemed to the producer to be right for the role of Simon Templar. With Ian Ogilvy lined up and Lew Grade again backing the show it wasn’t long before cameras were rolling on Return of the Saint. But unlike the previous Saint show to compete with other more glamorous 70s TV shows they made little use of the Elstree back lot, preferring instead to go out on location traveling around Europe filming in Italy and France as well as the more traditional London locations.

The show initially fared well and sold again on a global scale. But Lew Grade took a dislike to it and a proposed second season fell victim to his desire to make movies, primarily his attempt to Raise the Titanic.

In the early 1980s producer Robert S. Baker and his business partner, Roger Moore, decided to try and resurrect the Saint. They commissioned Return of the Saint scriptwriter John Goldsmith to write a couple of scripts, period pieces loosely based on classic Charteris novels. Despite the high pedigree they couldn’t get any network backing and the project sank without trace.

After the global success of the Roger Moore series and the moderate if stunted success of the Ian Ogilvy series it took a few years but the Saint slid down the quality scale rather rapidly.

In 1987 talent agent turned programme and format distributor Don Taffner approached Robert S. Baker and enquired about yet again resurrecting the Saint. A deal was struck and soon, with the international programme market very much in mind, Australian actor Andrew Clarke was cast as Simon Templar.

Openly aping Magnum, a popular detective show at the Saint, the hour long pilot was written by Peter Gethers and David Handler, a couple of sitcom writers. Their pedigree was obvious and rather than play like an update of an action-adventure classic it ran more like a poor sit-com with the Saint suffering all the excesses of the period and a hole in the plot so big that my eight year old son spotted it without any prompting

The show aired on the CBS network in the USA as part of a pilot try-out season under the umbrella title of CBS Summer Playhouse. It came last in its timeslot and was universally slated. Unlike the Moore and Ogilvy shows, this one has never been shown again. Anywhere.

Taffner wouldn’t give up though and in a remarkably short space of time he put together a ground-breaking deal for a new series of six TV films featuring the Saint. He figured that, since the Saint had international appeal, any new series should feature the Saint in various international locations. And without one network’s backing how could these be financed…he found broadcasters in various countries willing to finance up to 2 of these films, in exchange for the rights to all 6.

A worldwide talent search was planned to find the new Saint but it didn’t take long, with actor Simon Dutton soon securing the role.

Plans were announced to shoot the films in London, Sydney, Paris, Berlin and other locations around the world. It all sounded wonderfully glamorous. So to, did the role call of stars signed up to work alongside Simon Dutton. But when the films debuted on the ITV network in the Saint’s home country it all started to go wrong; it got slammed by the critics and the remaining four were kept over for screening until the following summer, when they would be guaranteed to barely trouble the ratings.

Despite the critical slating each of the films got an individual audience of around 8 million and that, combined with the audience from the rest of the world, was enough for discussions to start about doing a second series. Storylines were written, consent granted by Leslie Charteris, a story editor almost hired…and then Robert Evans steered Paramount film studios into the equation, and their generously proportioned wallets soon ensured that Simon Dutton would lose his halo whilst Paramount pursued plans to bring the Saint back to cinema screens.

Initially lauded and planned as a franchise to compete with James Bond the Saint film spent several years staggering through script after script, whilst leading men such as Tom Cruise, Hugh Grant, Ralph Fiennes and—shudder—Arnold Schwarzenegger—all dismissed the role. The end result, when picked up by Val Kilmer and rewritten to his taste, bore little resemblance to the Saint of the books or the TV and was universally panned.

Desperate to get in on the act when the Paramount movie was announced RKO announced their own rival Saint plans, a remake of their old film The Saint in New York. They even went so far as to commission scriptwriter Larry Cohen who turned a remarkably Saintly script, but they weren’t able to agree further terms and the project—strictly a TV movie of the week—died.

After a while, a suitable period of mourning once the Val Kilmer film had nipped in and out of cinemas, interest in the Saint began to perk up again with most interest coming from what many Saintly personnel considered his natural home, television.

Somewhat inspired by the RKO script David Hasselhoff, who at the time was looking to break away from Baywatch, had extensive talks with a US TV network about portraying the Saint, though he was very much focused on him being a retired cat burglar.

The network balked but it was long before another major US network showed interest and took an option on the rights. This staggered along until, in a moment of desperation towards the end of their contract period, they suggested casting a well known female actor as Simone Templar. The Estate of Leslie Charteris promptly ripped up the contract.

Then a couple of Saint fans turned writers adapted one of the original short stories into an hour long script, as the proposal for a new one hour period piece Saint show. This was turned down by the BBC, not because they felt it was badly done, but simply because, in a time long before the resurrected Doctor Who made family viewing hip again, they couldn’t see a place for it on their schedules.

Plans to take it elsewhere were halted by the reappearance of Bill Macdonald. Long time Saint fan Macdonald was, at one stage, in charge of Hollywood producer Robert Evans’ production company and was in fact responsible for introducing Evans to the Saint. Early on the Paramount films painfully long gestation period the production was taken away from him (and Evans) and taken under the control of Paramount Studios—perhaps accounting for the final turkey.

Macdonald was desperate to do the Saint properly, believing there was a place for Charteris’ character along with his attitudes and philosophies in the 21st century.

So did Geoffrey Moore.

Moore had the Saint in his genes, for his father is Sir Roger Moore. And having been very successful as a restaurateur he was keen to break into television and film production, believing it was time for the Saint to return properly.

Macdonald and Moore joined forces and secured independent funding and the interest of many TV networks around the world.

An initial plan, to have James Purefoy in the lead with a script that owed quite a bit to The Da Vinci Code fell by the wayside partly because of the writer’s strike of 2007/2008 but also because Purefoy and Barry Levinson, who was being touted as director, opted to work on The Philanthropist for NBC instead.

Further work, on both financing and the script, delayed the project even further however both those factors are now in place and a formal announcement is due shortly. Just like they said at the end of all those old Saint books, you really should watch for the sign of the Saint, for he will return…

TV COPS WEEKEND - That man Brazil


Pual D. Brazil gets all seedy for the big TV Cops weekend:

Recently, over at at Ray Banks' Saturday Boy blog, I was reminded of Frank Marker.


While we think of sixties and seventies TV cops as sophisticated post James Bonds , Marker, who was played by Alfred Burke in the sixties television series PUBLIC EYE was no Simon Templer or John Steed, I can tell you. Marker had a lot more in common with the character that Richard Burton played in the film The Spy Who Came In From the Cold or Edward Woodward’s Callan. In fact Marker is almost an amalgam of Callan and his occasional side kick Lonely.


Apparently, Public Eye ran for 10 years –from 1965 to 1975- and although I haven’t seen it since then I remember it quite well and very fondly. Marker moved from a dingy office in London to another flea pit in Birmingham and eventually to Brighton, and I can still picture him walking along a wind and rainswept sea-front, looking like someone from a Morrissey song.


Marker looked like a soggy mongrel and he was a walking hard luck story, getting knocked about by the police as well as criminals and even being framed and sent to prison.


As you can see from the picture, he was no Jason King!


NOTE:

PUBLIC EYE

Downtrodden private eye struggles to make ends meet.

87 episodes (28 black and white, 59 in colour) of 60 minute duration. ABC/Thames TV 1965-75.


Saturday, 5 June 2010

TV COPS WEEKEND - Streets of San Francisco

If you thought that Dirty Harry was the only cop that mattered in San Francisco then you clearly don't watch enough retro TV.

Detective Lt. Mike Stone is a widower with over 20 years experience on the force. He is partnered by 28 year old Insp. Steve Keller. Cue the basic premise for one of TV's best loved cop shows. Of course given the casting - veteran Karl Malden and spawn of Kirk, Michael Douglas it was pretty much assured this show was going to be a cut above.

There were 120 episodes made between 1972 and 1977 and as well as it's stellar cast the show was also know for the quality of it's guest stars - Leslie Nielsen, James Woods, Nick Nolte, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Cal Bellini, Pat Conway, Patty Duke, Richard Eastham, Don Keefer, Flip Mark, John Ritter, Robert Wagner, Rick Nelson, Wayne Maunder, Dick Van Patten, Mark Hamill, Stefanie Powers, Martin Sheen, Tom Bosley, Tom Selleck, Larry Hagman, Bill Bixby, Norman Fell, Anthony Geary, Beverly Washburn, Michael Constantine, Paul Michael Glaser, David Soul, and Meredith Baxter, among many others. Even Michael Douglas' own mother, Diana Douglas, guest-starred in a season two episode, "Chapel of the Damned".

Michael Douglas left the show after the second episode of the fifth and final season and Richard Hatch was introduced as Insp. Dan Robbins but the ratings were never the same and the show was cancelled at the end of the season.

It was revived in 1992 for an NBC TV Movie, Back to the Streets of San Francisco with Karl Malden now chief of detectives. And the show is currently rumoured to be getting a remake from CBS.

TV COPS WEEKEND - The final act


Day two of the TV Cops Big Weekend draws to a close and it's been quite a ride - but there's still so much more to come. Ian Parnham will be thrilling us with a look at that hard bastard, Gene Hunt and Ian Dickerson will be giving us the lowdown on his forthcoming Saint book. And besides that we've got Paul Brazil and posts covering everything from The Streets of San Francisco to The Sweeney. Oh and a certain Paul Bishop will be back for the second in his guest blogs.

It's all happening here as part of the TV Cops Big Weekend.

TV COPS WEEKEND - Guest, Howard Hopkins

I have to admit, I was never a big cop show fan as a kid. In fact, I can probably count on one hand the shows I did watch. I liked Hawaii Five-O, Dragnet; saw a few episodes of The Rookies and maybe a TJ Hooker and CHIPs or two. But one show I did watch religiously was Adam-12



Adam-12 hit the air in September of 1968 and ran till August of 1975 on the NBC network. The show was produced by Dragnet’s Jack Webb’s Mark VII Limited, which was also responsible for the firefighter show Emergency. In fact, the show’s lead Officers, Reed and Malloy, originally appeared on Dragnet, so it was sort of a spin-off. Episodes were based on true life cases and names were, of course, changed to protect the innocent.

Howard blogs HERE


The episodes focused much on Reed and Malloy’s partnership and Malloy’s seasoning of the rookie Reed. Martin Milner played Officer Peter Malloy while Kent McCord played Officer James Reed. Webb wrote a number of episodes and the show was Stephen J. Cannell’s first permanent job. Comedian Ozzie Nelson directed a number of episodes as well.



Adam-12 officers drove a typical Black & White squad car and wound up influencing aspects of the real life LAPD, along with insinuating its catch phrases into the American lexicon. “One-Adam-12, One-Adam-12, see the man on the corner of North and Vine…” & “One-Adam-12, Roger” were on the lips of many a young boy during the show’s run. Episodes were well-written and action-packed, as well as character-driven in a half-hour format. Four seasons are available on DVD with the fifth coming in August and well worth picking up.

TV COPS WEEKEND - Guest, Paul Bishop


TV COPS VS. REALITY!
‘WHO LOVES ‘YA, BABY?’ ~ THEO KOJACK

Well, it certainly isn’t the writers of TV cop shows. They are more than willing to sacrifice realism for the sake of story. But who can blame them? After all, story is what television is all about – it’s an escape from reality. Still, there are some consistent aggravations that immediately snap the delicate suspension of disbelief between the writer and a viewer with actual law enforcement experience . . .

‘DON’T DO THE CRIME IF YOU CAN’T DO THE TIME’ ~ TONY BERRETTA

Time is a valuable commodity in any important criminal investigation. Apparently, it’s even more important when you have to tell a sixty minute story in forty-five minutes to make room for loud commercials.

I have to laugh when the crew of CSI-WHEREVER get DNA results back that solve their case during the course of one commercial break. In real life, DNA results take three to six weeks to be processed in non-priority cases and costs around $1,500 a pop. And, getting a DNA hit is not the end of an investigation – it is just a starting point. You still have to prove the identified person actually committed the crime with corroborating evidence.

In high priority cases, DNA results can be returned in about 72 hours. That’s how long it takes to run the actual tests. But to get your results back that quick will cost your department around $5,000 or more. Try talking a budget conscious captain into approving that expense . . .
‘PIXELS AIN’T PICTURES’ ~ ANONYMOUS PHOTO EXPERT

I beginning bashing my head into a wall any time a television detective takes his digital video or video tape to some anonymous boffin who then enhances the digital picture so the writing on a diploma/business card/matchbook way in the back can be clearly seen.

“What! No way!’ I shout at the television set, much to the consternation of my wife who is trying to enjoy the show.

Most video is crap to start with – old, reused again and again, VHS tapes from antiquated security systems, or low resolution digital video of dark parking lots with suspects in dark clothes who can be barely discerned. If the video is enlarged, there are never enough pixels to make anything in the foreground, let alone the background clear. You’re left guessing at blobs – is that a scar or a really ugly tattoo of . . . what? I can’t tell. And neither can any other real life detective.
‘JUST THE FACT’S, M’AM’ ~ JOE FRIDAY

Why is it that every time a cop or a detective slaps the cuffs on a suspect somebody tells him to, ‘Read him his rights.’ You don’t have to read the suspect his rights the second you arrest him – and it’s a bad idea. Only when a suspect is in custody and is going to be asked accusatory questions does he have to be read their rights in order for any statements to get into court. Not only that, you don’t actually have to read the Miranda admonition (their rights). I’ve given the Miranda admonition from memory for over thirty years and have never had a confession quashed in court. I’ve had confessions thrown out because of the suspect’s bruises, but never for violation of Miranda – just kidding – really.

If custody and the asking of accusatory questions don’t exist at the same time, you don’t have to advise a suspect of the Miranda warning – and, as I said before, it’s not a good idea. Once a suspect invokes the right to remain silent, that’s it, interview over.

Good detectives pick and choose the time to Mirandize a suspect so it is to the detective’s advantage. The detective wants/needs to get a waiver of Miranda, and to do so, you have to use a little finesse – and that isn’t when you’re slapping on the cuffs.
‘YOU’RE NICKED!’ ~ THE SWEENY

While invoking my British heritage, I once told a suspect he was ‘nicked’ and he had no idea what I was talking about. Slang and nomenclature don’t travel. West coast cops chase suspects – East coast cops chase perps. Major city police departments on the West coast are divided up into divisions or areas not precincts like major city departments in the eastern part of the country.

In real life, LAPD Deputy Chiefs do NOT investigate crimes like they do on The Closer – nor do they get to lateral in to a department like the main character on The Closer. Deputy Chiefs are appointed from the ranks by the Chief of Police and are paid big bucks to manage crime – actually investigating crime is beneath their pay grade.

Getting these things right is relatively easy and doesn’t affect plot points. It’s just lazy storytelling – and when it happens, I switch the channel. Obviously, most people don’t know the differences and don’t care – witness the high ratings for The Closer, which drops procedural clangers in almost every scene.
‘BOOK ‘EM, DANO’ ~ STEVE MCGARRET

I wanted to grow up to be Jack Lord – well, actually, his Hawaii Five-O detective character, Steve McGarret. He was so cool and clipped – Joe Friday with charisma – and you had to love how that jet black comma of hair always fell so precisely over his forehead. I actually sought out a partner named Danny, just so I could use McGarret’s catchphrase. “Book ‘em, Dano,” I would say in my most sonorous voice. I thought it was hilarious. Needless to say, Danny found himself a less flippant partner real quick.

I guess I’d watched so many ‘70s TV cop shows, I thought you had to have a catch phrase to be a detective.

You don’t.

Unless you’re married. Then, ‘I’m sorry, it’s all my fault,’ works fine.

Come to think of it, I’ve also adopted that catchphrase when trying to explain things to higher ranks on the job.
‘GOTCHA!’ ~ SUPERSTAR

If you can even remember the show Superstar staring Paul Sorvino (where ‘gotcha’ was the main character’s catch phrase – I’m telling you they all had them), you’ve been watching way too many cop shows.

If I yelled out gotcha every time I caught a procedural goof while watching cop shows on TV or reading police procedural novels, I’d be consistantly hoarse. I’d also be a two-faced hypocrite since I gladly and conveniently forget about proper procedures and real life when I’m writing my own books and scripts – it’s story first and reality be damned!

How’s that for a catch phrase?

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TV COPS WEEKEND - THE SCRUFFY PLODDER

The pilot for this long running series was directed by none other than Stephen Speilberg - the character first appeared in an episode of The Chevy Chase Mystery show in 1960. The character then popped up in a stage play, Diagnosis Murder which was also made into a TV Movie in 1968. From there it became a TV series, shown as part of the NBC Sunday Mystery Movie.

The show was unique for the time in that it was one of the early inverted whodunits. In other words we, the viewer, know who the killer is from the first reel and the rest of the story is spent watching the detective uncover the facts to solve the crime.

Columbo himself, played by Peter Falk, was a superb creation - a scruffy little slob who seemed to bumble from case to case, often overlooked by his own colleagues and underestimated by the criminals he seeks to catch. Beneath this uncouth, almost shambolic figure was a razor sharp mind and the eye of an eagle.

In one episode a killer asks Columbo what's his favourite wine and the detective answers, Coca-Cola. In another episode he is asked what his favourite kind of movies are and he snaps back, good ones.

The show was hugely popular (still is) all over Europe and Columbo has in the past been a ratings topper in the UK, Spain, France and Germany.

TRIVIA: The character of Columbo was first played by Bert Freed in the Chevy Chase Mystery Show and he was later played by Thomas Mitchell ( pictured in character) in the stage show. But it was Peter Falk's version that really caught the public imagination.

The clothes Columbo wore actually belonged to Peter Falk and came from his own wardrobe. He loved the battered raincoat

Although Columbo's first name was never given - the name Fredrick could be clearly seen on his warrant card in the episode, Dead Weight. But Falk claimed that in the original script for the pilot the detective's name was listed as Phillip. In 1984 Fred Worth, author of the Trivia Encyclopedia sued the makers of Trivial Pursuit who had the name Phillip down for the character as one of their entertainment questions. Apparently Worth had created the name Phillip to guard against future copyright infringement. The judge ruled in favour of the makers of Trivial Pursuit who admitted they had got the name from Worth's book but that there was nothing improper in that.

Original choices for Columbo before Falk stepped in were Bing Crosby and Lee J Cobb.



Columbo on the web - Go HERE for the definitive website

TV COPS WEEKEND - Kojak full free episode

Remember the excellent and hard hitting Kojak - well thanks to the wonders of You Tube here is a complete episode - Out of the Shadows.

TV COPS WEEKEND - Guest, Evan Lewis


The Birth of “77 Sunset Strip” by Evan Lewis



Along with all the TV Westerns I watched as a kid, and there were a LOT of them, I somehow found time for the Warner Brothers stable of private eye shows - Hawaiian Eye, Bourbon Street Beat, Surfside Six, and the best of them all - 77 Sunset Strip.



Back then, I had no idea that 77’s lead detective, Stu Bailey, had first appeared in a novel. But I know now, and would see the show (if I COULD see it) in a whole different light.



The Double Take was published in 1946, appearing both in hardcover from William Morrow & Co, and in the March 1946 issue of Mammoth Mystery, a magazine edited by mystery writer Howard Browne. Browne must have loved this extremely Chandleresque novel by newcomer Roy Huggins, because Browne’s own first homage to Chandler (Halo in Blood by John Evans) was published that same year.



The opening sentence of The Double Take tells you what to expect:

“I was sitting in his paneled office on the top floor of the Security Bank Building looking at him across a desk that was bare as a mannequin’s mind and large enough for a pair of midgets to play badmitton on.”



Yep, it starts like a Philip Marlowe novel and never lets up. Reading the book again last week, I found myself smiling on every page.



Huggins followed up later that same year with two Stuart Bailey novelettes for The Saturday Evening Post. A third Stu Bailey story appeared in Esquire Magazine in 1952.

Meantime, The Double Take appeared in paperback and Huggins wrote two more unrelated mystery novels, Too Late for Tears and Lovely Lady, Pity Me.



Huggins got his first taste of the motion picture business in 1948, writing the screenplay for the film version of The Double Take, titled I Love Trouble. In this one, Stu Bailey was portrayed by Franchot Tone.



From then on, Huggins’ literary career fell by the wayside as he devoted himself almost exclusively to films and television. In the late 50s he went to work for Warner Brothers, revitalizing Cheyenne (a show that was in trouble) and creating Maverick.



That’s when Jack Warner asked him for a detective show, and Huggins created 77 Sunset Strip, using old Stu Bailey as the hero. He moved Bailey of his shabby Marlowe-style office into swanky digs on the Sunset Strip, right next to Dean Martin’s nightclub, Dino’s. He made the new Bailey an ex-secret service man, and gave him an ex-lawyer (played by Roger Smith) as a partner.



Unfortunately, Huggins was robbed of the credit. Jack Warner, it seems, wanted to own the show outright, so he had a pilot written and produced by someone else, then had it briefly shown as a motion picture in the Caribbean. This gave Warner the legal footing to claim that the TV show was based on the film “Girl on the Run” rather than on Huggins’ literary works.



This soured Huggins’ relationship with Warner Brothers and he had little more to do with the show. But he’d given it a great start, and it rolled on from 1958 to 1964. Ed Byrnes, who had died as a villain in the pilot, was so well-received that he returned in a new role as “Kookie” the parking lot attendant and eventually graduated to private eye. 77 Sunset Strip was so popular that Warner Brothers built Surfside Six, Hawaiian Eye and Bourbon Street Beat on the same formula, and sometimes had crossovers between the shows.



In 1959, Huggins strung his three Stu Bailey novelettes into a “novel”, published in paperback as 77 Sunset Strip. I’ve posted a review of that book on my blog, Davy Crockett’s Almanack.



Roy Huggins went on to create The Fugitive and (with Stephen J. Cannell) The Rockford Files, and produced such shows as The Virginian, Baretta and Alias Smith and Jones. He died in 2002.



For fine reviews of The Double Take, I suggest you visit:

The Rap Sheet (review by J. Kingston Pierce)

The Broken Bullhorn (review by Richard Robinson)

Evan Lewis can be found HERE where he currently has a full episode of 77 Sunset Strip on offer

TV COPS WEEKEND - THE PROFESSIONALS

"I knew what it was like to be pushed around as a kid,' Lewis Collins told the TV Times in 1979. 'When you grow up in the jungles of Birkenhead you know how to look after yourself. I guess you could say I'm a survivor."

It was always difficult to distinguish Lewis Collins, the actor, from the tough guy Bodie he played in the long running TV show, The Professionals.

The show was made by Avengers MK1 Productions and LWT and ran for 57 episodes between 1977 and 1983.

'We (Collins and Martin Shaw) wanted to do all our own stunts. When you see those cars belting down the streets that's us at the wheel.' Collins boasted to TV Detective Annual 1980.

Created by Brian Clemens of Avengers fame, the show was initially to be called A-Squad before the name was changed to The Professionals at the eleventh hour. The show was set around the adventures of two detectives Bodie and Doyle who worked for CI5 - an elite law enforcement organisation that was a mixture of CID and MI5. And although the show still aired until 1983 the final episodes were actually filmed in 1981.

"Although I like to keep fit," Martin Shaw told The TV Times in 1978. "I wasn't prepared for the strenuous training schedule they put us through before the series started filming."

The Professionals was extremely successful and was made to be a cross between The Sweeney and Starsky and Hutch. The crime fighting duo even had their own iconic cop car - The Ford Capri. And even after the show ended it still drew in an audience - when it was shown on the now defunct Granada + in 1997 it was the channels highest rated show bringing in 1million viewers per episode. A remake CI5 The New Professionals was produced by Sky One in the late 1990's but it was not a hit.

The Professionals on the web - there is only one place to go really and that's HERE

TV COPS WEEKEND - THE BIG INTERVIEW

What does the Archive do to get an insider's view of all those TV Cop Shows? Simple we go to the cops themselves - Paul Bishop is currently in charge of the LAPD's Mission Division Special Assaults Unit. His career has over twenty years experience in the investigation of Special Assaults (sex crimes). For the past eight years, his various Special Assaults Units have consistently produced the highest number of detective initiated arrests and highest crime clearance rate in the city. Paul has twice been honored as Detective of the Year. As a writer Paul's byline has appeared in numerous national publications, and his short stories have been published in many anthologies. His previous novels include Shroud of Vengeance, Citadel Run, Sand Against the Tide, and Chapel of the Ravens. Paul's own blog can be found HERE

Which television cop show do you think was/is the most realistic in terms of real police work?

For me there are two choices – One reasonably traditional, and one off the wall.

In the traditional category, I’d place the first season (1981) of Steven Bochco’s brilliant Hill Street Blues. This was before the excesses of N.Y.P.D. Blue (I used to like watching episodes and keeping a running tally of every law Sipowitcz broke) and the embarrassment of Cop Rock (I actually liked this show – but then I also enjoyed Viva Blackpool – however, it was far from realistic).

I clearly remember watching the pilot episode of Hill Street Blues and being chilled to the bone by the final cliff-hanging scene where two major characters (uniformed cops) are gunned down. I came on the job in 1977, and by 1981 (when Hill Street Blues premiered) had only just transitioned out of uniform and into plainclothes as a detective. That easily could have been me and my partner on the screen. I almost couldn’t watch the show again.

The one thing Hill Street Blues did so well was to capture the multiple cases cops and detectives always juggle. In later seasons, the show deteriorated into following the personal lives of the characters more than their police work, but the first season was as good as cop TV gets.

My off the wall choice is the cop sitcom Barney Miller. From 1975 to 1982, the NYPD detectives who inhabited Barney Miller’s 12 Precinct squad room showed us the human, humorous, and all too vulnerable face of law enforcement. The show’s focus was split between the detectives’ interactions with each other and with the suspects and witnesses they detained, processed, and interviewed. I lived and worked in the LAPD version of that squad room every day. Without humor, we couldn’t do our job, and Barney Miller helped us to laugh at ourselves.

You’re blog reflects your interest in cinema, music, and other aspects of popular culture. Like myself you seem to lean towards the classics. I often think I was born in the wrong era. Do you ever feel this?

I love ‘30s pulps, ‘40s fashions, ’50s science fiction, ‘60s spy movies, ‘70s cop shows, and ‘80s Stray Cats. Musically, I’m stuck between the Great American Songbook of the Rat Pack era and hardcore, throttle-revving, rock-a-billy. I wear skinny ties, my hair slicked back, and my pants too tight. I own six pairs of creepers (if you have to ask, don’t) and two pairs of Vans – one with skulls (again, don’t ask). I’m an anachronism, but I’m hip – at least in my own warped mind. In a squad room full of crew cuts and polyester white shirts (my color of choice is black – of course), I don’t exactly blend in. It’s why I have to be good at what I do to keep the brass off my back.

Born in the wrong era? Try wrong millennium.

However, from my blog you can also tell I appreciat singers like Jonny Blu, Renee Olstead, Michael Buble, and a whole bunch of others who are taking Great American Songbook style music to a whole new level. I’m always looking for the next new niche with a new take on retro-cool – what’s old is new again, only sharper and better. But once it becomes mainstream, I’ve moved on. My goal is to constantly help history repeat itself and have fun doing it.

Any cop tales you can share?

How about the time I went to arrest a suspect at his residence, only to have my partner spot a half read copy of my latest novel on the suspect’s bedside cabinet. I took great plasure in knowing it would be a couple of years before the suspect would have a chance to finish the book.

Another time, I was in court during the seating of the jury. The judge asked the potential jurors a normal question regarding if they knew the district attorney, the prosecutor, or the investigating detective (me). A little old lady in the back of the jury box raised her hand. “I don’t know Detective Bishop,” she said, “but I am reading his latest novel,” which she proceeded to pull out of her knitting bag and wave over her head. I guess, you have to take publicity where you can.

For fun - if you were in charge of creating a new cop show what would it be?

Funny you should ask . . . another established writer and I have written the pilot for a new show based on a team of elite interrogators. We’ve been taking meetings and generating interest, but like anything else in TV-Land, these things take time – and more importantly luck.

Interrogation is at the heart of what I do as a special assaults (it’s not politically correct to say sex crimes anymore) investigator. I love the mind game of verbally getting into a suspect’s head and coaxing out their guilt. For the most part it’s an unequal battle. I’ve done this thousands of times. For most special assaults suspects, this is their first contact with police. They’ve never met a monster like me. It’s a game of which I never get tired. Getting confessions from suspects protects victims, lengthens prison sentences, and may even place a suspect on the first steps to repentance – but that’s a whole different interview.

Finally, what are your top five TV Cop shows?

Beyond Hill Street Blues and Barney Miller, for sheer entertainment value (we’re not talking realism here) my personal kudos would go to the first season of Miami Vice and – since I went back to high school undercover very early in my career – 21 Jump Street.

And as I was born and raised in England (with a cousin who just retired from the Met), I have to give special mention to The Sweeny and Dempsey & Makepeace – both of which are extremely realistic (wink-wink-nudge-nudge).

Wait, that’s six shows – can I have six shows?



Hey, you're the guy with the gun. You can have as many as you want.


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Bish Books

Series

Calico Jack Walker/Tina Tamiko

  • Citadel Run (1988)
  • Sand Against the Tide (1990)
  • Pattern of Behavior: A Short Story Collection (2000)

Ian Chapel

  • Chapel of the Ravens (1991)


Fey Croaker

  • Kill Me Again (1994)
  • Twice Dead (1996)
  • Tequila Mockingbird (1997)
  • Chalk Wispers (2000)

Novels

  • Sins of the Dead (1994)

Let's be careful out there......

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