Science Fiction Theatre – The Strange Lodger (02/08/57)

The redundantly-named Poll-O-Meter was invented to detect what people are watching on TV, presumably for tax purposes because everything is for tax purposes.  Specially designed vans collect this data as they drive through communities. [6]

That is, “Until the morning of June 20th when the Poll-O-Meter gave a result which was apparently contrary to reason and possibility” and not just finding a viewer of HBO’s Girls. [3]  Dr. Jim Wallaby was called in to explain the results and so people could make fun of his name.

As they drive, the POM efficiently detects the viewing in each house.  All is well until one house is determined to be watching channel 84, which was never assigned by the FCC. [1] You might ask then why there is even an 84 on their dial?  Well, I’d like to know why my Toyota’s speedometer goes to 160 MPH. [5]

They go into the house to be sure nothing is escaping taxation.  In a rare departure for this series, there is actually a funny scene.  The woman who lives on the first floor is a motormouth.  She enthusiastically answers Wallaby’s questions even though her TV won’t be delivered until tomorrow.  Her upstairs tenant, Mr. Rohrbach, says he was watching channel 9.  As Wallaby leaves, the woman amusingly continues babbling about the mahogany-cased TV she does not have yet. [2]

That night, Wallaby is still trying to figure out how he was getting a signal from Channel 84.  His beautiful girlfriend has an idea:  Go back and see what was being transmitted on Channel 84.  Wallaby, the driver, a camera-man, and the cute girl crowd into the micro-bus.  The result is not what I usually see from this scenario online.  They report the phenomena to the FCC.  Wallaby describes the transmission as “a scrambled alphabet”, although there are clearly words on the screen.  To be fair, I guess he was technically correct.

We see Rohrbach setting up equipment in his apartment.  He begins scanning a page from the encyclopedia, which is how I went to sleep when I was a kid.

Back in the office, the bus gang is reading a printout of the “scrambled alphabet”.  Wallaby says it was a “brain breaker” to crack the code which, as far as I can see, was mostly inserting spaces between words.

Wallaby is visited by a man from the government.  He says he works “for the agency that investigates UFO”.  Singular.  He repeats, “UFO, Unidentified Flying Objects.”  So I guess the O used to include the S.  Since this was filmed before the Bill of Rights — hey, my public school education pays off again — they go back to search Rohrbach’s apartment.

Rohrbach returns, but isn’t too upset by Wallaby’s intrusion.  The conversation turns to Einstein and E = MC2 , as it frequently does during a home invasion.  Rohrbach says it is not only possible to send TV pictures via energy, but also objects and people.  When Wallaby returns to the Van, they take another look at the Channel 84 transmission.  They see Rohrbach teleporting out, Star Trek style.

The UFO man suggests Rohrbach was an alien scanning the encyclopedia to transmit back to his superiors as a report on Earth, which seems like cheating.  I guess that’s why he didn’t just simply teleport the whole encyclopedia.  Sure, he would have gotten the gold gilded pages and rich Corinthian binding, but he would have been nailed as a plagiarist like a certain scumbag president in Volume B.

This is the last episode of Science Fiction Theatre.  It was a paradoxical sci-fi series because the first season embraced the new technology of color broadcasting, then it reverted to lower tech B&W in season 2.  B&W was really a better fit because it lowered your expectations of a well-written and competently acted show.  On the other hand, after 60 years of color TV, we now know that color is not a sign of quality.

The series never aired on a major network or NBC — it was syndicated.  I’m not sure what the air date stated on IMDb means then, but it would have had stiff competition that night from Rin Tin Tin, Flicka, and Coke Time with Eddie Fischer (apparently guest starring his daughter Carrie this week).  Woohoo!

Other Stuff:

  • [1]  For kidz reading this, TVs used to have a VHF dial for Channels 2 – 13 and a UHF dial for Channels 14 – 83.  They also had a knob for Brightness, but it didn’t make the shows any smarter (Gallagher, circa 1985).
  • [2]  This episode was directed by Eddie Davis who directed the series’ best episode, Sun Gold.  He also directed Killer Tree which contained the exact same chatty woman gag.  It was such an unexpected bit of humor and characterization that I Iaughed both times.
  • [3]  A better reference would have been HBO’s Arliss, but so few people remember it despite running 7 seasons, that it is a little too good of a reference.
  • [5]  Done because engineers want the actual top speed to be in the high-visibility 10:00 to 2:00 territory.  In supermarket parlance, this was formerly known as the Bud Light Shelf Display Zone.
  • [6]  As was actually done when the BBC used Detector Vans to see who was watching Masterpiece Theater without a license.  They soon found it cheaper and more accurate to scan for the sound of snoring.

Science Fiction Theatre – Bolt of Lightning (02/01/57)

Reverting back to SFT’s trope of never naming locations, Truman Bradley tells us “at a large eastern university, an explosion occurred recently in the laboratory of Dr. Edmond Blake.”  The army is impressed by this explosion that “generated millions of BTUs, enough to vaporize the entire building, including the steel girders.”  They have called in Dr. Sheldon Thorpe [1] to explain how steel melted, and the apparent controlled demolition of Dining Hall 7.

Hey, take off that hat!

As is frequently the case on SFT, the old/dead scientist has a hot daughter.  Sheldon visits Cynthia to discuss her father’s work.  As they talk, she casually feeds her father’s papers into the fireplace.  Hey wait, that last one said Epstein Flight Log!  Sheldon stops her, but she says there are some things people were not meant to know.

Cynthia admits she does not know what her father was working on, so even she does not know what people should not know.  Trivia:  She later becomes Director of COVID censorship at Twitter.  However, feeling overheated by the fire and seeing a chance to double his per diem, Sheldon recruits Cynthia to help him.

She first takes him to Madam DiCosa”s restaurant where Blake ate everyday.  Sheldon pronounces it Nicosa even though they are standing right in front of the freakin’ sign!  That’s OK, IMDb spells it DeCosa.    She says she saw a glowing ball land on Dr. Blake’s roof before it melted.  She believes it was punishment by the aliens for Dr. Blake making too many discoveries too quickly, but it could have been the union.

They next visit Blake’s chess partner Mr. Adams.   He says that Blake often discussed flying saucers.  Cynthia interrupts to say that her father might have been curious, but certainly did not believe in flying saucers.  Adam mansplains that Blake did take the flying saucers seriously, and was also interested in lightning.

They next go to the gym where Blake got a weekly rubdown for his arthritis.  The masseuse says Blake was not usually much of a talker, but he did say that flying saucers might be real.  I found this dialogue hilariously delivered:

Masseuse (who Sheldon has never met):  I was talking about my retiring to a chicken ranch.  You know, I’ve been studying up on the hatching of chickens.

Sheldon (in his stoic Gary Cooper voice): No, I didn’t know.

That reminds the masseuse that Blake did get excited one time.  Well, twice, but one time because their conversation gave him the idea for a new kind of chicken incubator using a magnetic field.

Sheldon continues his investigation at casa de Blake.  He finds some scribbling on a table and wants to take it to his lab.  Cynthia refuses.  She is worried all this talk of flying saucers and weekly male massages will tarnish his reputation.

Cynthia finally allows the table to be taken.  Sheldon examines it with “infra-red and x-ray film” even though the symbols are visible and a couple are just Lucky Charms.

After his analysis, he tells Cynthia not to worry about her father’s reputation.  “He never believed in flying saucers.  He undoubtedly questioned those crackpots [2] you saw him with to gather information.”  He continues, “Your father was trying to duplicate flying saucers under laboratory conditions.”  So, he wanted to duplicate something he believed did not exist?

Sheldon builds a device from Blake’s notes.  It causes a feed-back loop and explodes.  He is, however, able to see practical applications for a less explodey model.  Why, irrigation channels could be cut into the desert!  Canals could connect waterways to increase trade to poor landlocked countries!  But the army general really only gets hard when the beam blows up a 10 cent model jet airplane.

One more episode left.  At this rate, I will need a new series in about a year.

Other Stuff:

  • [1]  Portrayed by discount Gary Cooper, Bruce Bennett.
  • [2]  Who are these “crackpots”?  1)  An immigrant who opened her own restaurant, 2)  Blake’s well-dressed chess opponent, and 3)  a entrepreneur who is planning a career in chicken farming.
  • Proximity Alert:  Bruce Bennett’s 4th appearance this season.  Give someone else a chance!

Science Fiction Theatre – The Magic Suitcase (01/25/57)

Ahh, Science Fiction Theater.  I haven’t heard that overwrought theme in months.  And with only 2 episodes left after tonight, soon it will just be a distant memory, like the time I had Shingles. [1]

Terry and his grandfather are heading up to the family cabin in the mountains.  13 year old Terry wants to take his electric train, but his mother reminds him there is no electricity at the cabin and that he’s not six.  Terry obnoxiously — and this kid is awful — insists that he take the train.  He counters that Grandpa is taking his fishing gear, but there are no fish in the creek.  That’s valid — why is Grandpa taking his fishing gear and rowing to the middle of the creek alone? [2]

They pass a man wearing a jacket & tie walking along the road carrying a suitcase.  Back in 1959, this guy looks demonic with his beard.  In fact, he looks like a young me heading to the local motel, except he’s carrying a suitcase.  Turns out, the man is on the wrong road.  Grandpa offers him a ride and offers to let him stay overnight at the cabin.  Then he will drive him to his destination in the morning.  

Terry sets up the train and plugs it in, knowing there is no juice. He just wants to pretend.  Wait, if there is no electricity, why are there electrical outlets?  Oh, grandpa explains that he built the cabin and wired it in anticipation of getting on the grid for a couple of years before electric car mandates account for every kilowatt.

The next morning, the man is gone, but his suitcase is still there.  Grandpa goes to fetch some water from the creek.  Terry, rather than getting the water for the elderly man, snoops around the case and sees it has an electrical outlet.  He plugs in his train, and it takes off.  Like a European train, I mean, not an American one.

Grandpa is amazed that the train is running.  He looks in the suitcase hoping to find the mysterious source of this power, and maybe some Fig Newtons.  Inside, he finds that miracle of 1950’s computing:  a board with lights on it.  

Grandpa puts the suitcase in the car and drives back home.  To be fair, he leaves a note in case the man comes back, telling him to just hang out until they get back and that there are some nudie magazines in the rowboat. 

He shows the device to his son-in-law John who is an electrical engineer.  He says it looks like a board with lights on it.  Grandpa rigs up a test to show the suitcase can power several appliances and, for some reason, a band saw.  John’s wife screams like this is the devil’s work.  A better reaction would be rapture because this suitcase is worth more than all the $1,000,000 bills that could fit in it (at the beginning of the Biden administration).

John takes it to the lab to show his boss and soon the Feds are sniffing around too.  Scientists attempt to see what is inside, but the board is as impenetrable as the mustard packets I got at Culver’s today. [3]  The old man, though born before electricity, has the great idea to use the awesome power of the board to penetrate the board.  They are successful and determine that the board is made of metallic hydrogen (which is a real thing).

They conjecture that the man is an alien.  He left the enigmatic rectangular object to inspire humanity like we were the apes in 2001, which seems about right.  

Not much story here.  The take-away from the episode is the performances. Charles Winninger as Grandpa is dreadful.  His hamminess might be due to being born 45 years before talkies.  Freddy Ridgeway as Terry has no such excuse, being born 15 years after talkies began.  His shouting of lines, whining voice, and misplaced inflections are excruciating. 

I  would like to see this series take an unexpected turn to quality in its last gasp like Halloween Ends, but confidence is not high.

Other Stuff:

  • [1]  Yikes, I need a new series.  At the rate I’m going, I’ll be done with SFT in 2026.
  • [2]  I just got into Virtual Realty Porn Gaming.  I was shocked to see VR Fishing is a real thing.  Or did it say Fisting?  Either way, I can’t imagine.
  • [3]  Seriously, WTF?  My guess is that some dicks from McKinsey told them if only 20% can be opened, people will grab five times as many as they need.

Science Fiction Theatre – Gravity Zero (01/11/57)

Host Truman Bradley tells us we are at Mattering Institute of Technology.  It is usually a good sign when SFT gives its setting an actual name rather than a generic moniker like “small midwestern college”.  Unless this is the real MIT using an alias out of shame.

Dr. John Hustead has been experimenting with a magnetic field “that will not only make objects weightless, but actually reverse the effects of the earth’s gravitational pull”  so that dropped toast will finally land jelly-side up, but on the ceiling.  Elizabeth Wickes enters and tells him she just filled in at a lecture that he absent-mindedly forgot.  Later, from 4:00 – 4:10 she will cover his weekly office hours.

Kudos to SFT for again being progressive in showing a female scientist.  If I knew how to insert a flowchart, I would follow that up with: IF the woman is not his wife, THEN she must be dating his protégé.  Hustead shows her how he is able to float a block of wood in a magnetic field.  He worries that the Dean will not be sufficiently impressed by this miraculous feat that will forever change construction, transportation, aviation, and whole economies; especially after the Dean sees Hustead’s I Like Ike bumper sticker.

Ken Waring drops by to tell Dr. Hustead the Dean wants to see him.  After Hustead leaves, Waring hoists some wood of his own as he gets handsy with Elizabeth.  Aha!  As predicted, it is revealed that he and Elizabeth are engaged.

Wow!  I do not see this engagement working out.

Sure enough, the Dean tells Dr. Hustead he has to show more progress to the Board of Regents, and can start by getting rid of that f***ing bumper sticker.  Also, his funding has just about run out and all he has to show for it is the second greatest achievement in physics of all time [1].  Hustead promises to have something by Friday.  As I always tell my boss, that means 5 pm — don’t start asking at 9 am.

Back in the lab, Elizabeth and Ken tell Dr. Hustead that during the thunderstorm that just blew up, the wooden disc shot to the ceiling.  They try to reproduce the phenomenon but succeed only in blowing up the transformer.  Hustead theorizes that something gave the disc negative mass.  He says if the disc were left in space, it would rise. [2] I think I know what he means, but the Board of Regents will not be thrilled by the incoherent ramblings of a confused old man; they aren’t MSNBC, after all.

At 3 am, Dr. Hustead stealthily enters the girl’s dormitory to find Elizabeth.  He drags her away from the pillow-fight with her lingerie-clad roommates [SCENE MISSING], back to the lab to show her he has succeeded in floating the disk to the ceiling.  The next morning, he calls the Dean in to witness this breakthrough.  Unfortunately the demonstration fails and they blow another transformer coil.

After way too much talking, Hustead figures out the device needs fresh air . . . or cool air . . . or micro-changes in air density . . . or something.  Frankly, I need this device to make my eyelids elevate.

He calls the Dean and Ken back to the lab.  After opening a window, the experiment is a success.  To further prove the device works (i.e. to show off), he points it at an air conditioning unit.  Amazingly, Elizabeth is then able to easily lift the 1-ton unit.  Even more amazing, she does it by lifting one side and it does not tip over.  Hmmm, the unit is not up to code and is apparently not connected to any conduit or ductwork.  No wonder they had to open the window.  Hey, wait a minute, this thing had negative mass — it was supposed to float by itself!  Shades of Theranos! [4]

Anyhoo, the Dean finally realizes he can exploit Dr. Hustead’s research and ability to sneak into the girl’s dormitory.  Elizabeth’s fiancée Ken Waring is strangely absent for most of the episode.  There is a barely mentioned sub-plot wherein the Dean is going to evict Hustead and give his lab space to Ken for his ground-breaking Blender research.  Elizabeth and Hustead don’t seem bothered by this.  Then, when Dr. Hustead earns the right to stay, Ken does not seem upset by the cancellation of Operation Purée.

Dr. Hustead jokes that after the wedding, Ken can use the device to carry Elizabeth’s fat ass across the threshold, which seems gratuitous and out of character.  Although, to be fair the audio was a little garbled. [3]

I rate it 2500 BTUs.  I mean ATUs — we buy American in this house!

Other Stuff:

  • [1]  I’m not even sure what the first would be.  I guess this is a good set-up for a funny joke, but this is neither the time nor the place.
  • [2]  The narrator tells us, “They were not able to make the disc float as high as it went before.”  C’mon SFT, that’s not how negative gravity works.  If it floats even a little, it will keep going until out of the grasp/push of the Earth’s gravity.
  • [2]  He also says, “It remained slightly tipped with respect to the vertical.”  Well, it is wobbling, but flat like the Jupiter II, not like the spaceships in Arrival.  So wouldn’t it be “with respect to the horizontal?”  Or why not just say it wobbled, Dr. Fancypants?
  • [3]  OK, he did make the threshold joke, but her derrière was admirably proportional.
  • [4]  Pop Quiz, Hotshot:  Is this a) an Elizabeth Holmes reference, b) a Marvel movie reference, or c) an exclamation by Perry White?
  • Title Analysis:  The 2nd consecutive Fail.  It is not zero gravity, it is negative gravity.  Or gravity negative, to follow the pretentious, Yoda-esque template of the  title.
  •   Available online, but why would ya?

Science Fiction Theatre – Killer Tree (01/04/57)

Now there’s a title with potential.

My, Barbara Cameron is quite the chatty one.  She appears out of nowhere yammering to her husband Paul about a local ghost story.  Then she moves on to the titular killer tree.  Supposedly there is a treasure buried under it.  But if anyone comes looking for the treasure, they die.  Paul has no interest in her folk tales.  He and Clyde Bishop need to run some tests in the desert.  The trio zoom away in the jeep with Barbara yapping away.

Hey, wait a minute.  I’m getting a Sun Gold vibe here (the SFT episode, not the Medical Marijuana).  The drive-away and fade with her still talking was a deliberate, well-constructed gag.  I can spot one a mile away; usually a mile away from here.  I see Sun Gold’s director Eddie Davis also directed this episode. According to the book whose title is too long to type here, but is now shorter than if I had just gone ahead and typed it, both episodes were filmed concurrently to make use of the desert location and port-a-potty.  

While running their tests, they see an old man collapse from heat prostration. [2] He says his partner Frank is dead and a killer tree did it!  He tells the same story after he is rehydrated and on his feet, but from about 5 feet higher.  Barbara wants to know where the tree is, but Paul says they have to go finish their testing.  

Paul gives in when she says they shouldn’t leave the old guy stranded in the desert.  They don’t seem to care much about leaving his mule, though.  So he (not the mule) takes the fourth seat in the jeep, although strangely three of the seats are in the front, and directs them to the tree.  

They find it and Barbara takes some pictures.  She is startled when she sees a skeleton near the base of the tree.  She calls her husband and Clyde over to see the skeleton. The old man even wanders over.  Have a f***ing picnic, why don’t ya!  They know this is the killer tree, right?

They all walk away, but in a bizarre edit, Paul is suddenly unconscious on the ground.   Again, Barbara calls Clyde and the geezer over into the circle of death.  They are able to drag Paul to safety.  

However, once Paul is back on his feet, they again go into the perimeter of doom.  They observe that insects that fly seem to be ok, but insects that crawl on the ground are subject to the killer tree.  They determine it is Carbon Dioxide, rising from a petroleum reserve below the tree. 

It goes on with the old guy staking a claim, then being killed by the tree.  Our heroes bring in fancy equipment and discover that the tree sits on top of an active volcano, so I guess they were wrong about the oil.  They lower cameras into the ground on a “coaxial cable” and are able to see magma and Cinemax.  They hail this as a breakthrough in the study of seismology and simulated sex that will save thousands of lives.  [2]

The episode ended up being a let down, if such a thing is possible with SFT.  It started well and had a good pedigree.  However, it did not warm my heart like Sun Gold (the Medical Marijuana, not the SFT episode). There was a ‘splosion, but not the sense of mystery or adventure. The lead actress was another spunky, short-haired blonde but . . . let me check — yeah, she’s dead . . . a lesser knock-off of her Sun Gold counterpart.  Once the mystery is solved, there is really no point in continuing, but it does for another 8 minutes. 

You know, once you’ve opened the Ark — just shove it in a warehouse. 

Once you have the Sankara Stone — just put it back in the igneous trophy case. 

Once you find the Holy Grail — just ride off into the sunset. 

Once you return the Crystal Skull to the improbably narrow shoulders of an alien — just flee from the temple losing your greedy idiot turncoat pal who was the worst character in the series and watch a terrible CGI rendering of a UFO that should never been part of this movie and go to a wedding of a couple who haven’t seen each other in 20 years and where the bride was probably abused as a child by the groom and suffer through the nauseating threat that Shia LeBeouf is going to be the new Indiana Jones. [3]

Notes:

  • [1]  Hey, it’s TVs Fred Ziffel, from Green Acres!
  • One of the gang says the Carbon Dioxide is “penetrating a strata of rock.”  C’mon, you’re a scientist!  Fred Ziffel would have known strata is plural!
  • [2]  Sadly, Skinemax seems to no longer be a thing.
  • [3]  Going on a 10 year old memory, so it might have been very, very diff worse.
  • Note to self:  Register Sun Gold as name for new Medical Marijuana brand.  Step 2: Partner with Rold Gold.