Thursday, February 21, 2008

Knight Industry's Two Thousand

When I was a little boy, I had an overwhelming fascination with a particular show. I think all little boys loved this show, at least any of them who grew up in the early 80's. And if you could get an honest answer out of them, some big boys loved it too. It was a weekly installment of a lone do-gooder type and his mystical car. It was a "shadowy flight into the dangerous world of a man who does not exist" according to the voiceover in the opening credits.

Wilton Knight, a dying millionaire, undertook the operation to create the "Foundation for Law and Government" which was anchored by a young police office who was recently shot in the face, requiring reconstructive surgery. Teamed with a car that could cruise well in excess of 200 mph, jump at will, search with infrared scanners, fax, make phone calls, cook breakfast. It was indestructible except for the one time eco-terrorists pushed it into a pool f toxic filth which neutralized the nanotechnology surrounding the car's body allowing it to take damage. It's rebuilding process and re-learning of how to fight crime was very difficult and dare I say he was scared (no kidding that really happened). And don't forget it could talk. The injured cop, Michael, and the Knight Industry's Two Thousand (hereafter known as KITT) would save the world one evildoer at a time.

My wife and I were talking about this show in terms of it's recent underhyped modern remake that recently aired on NBC. I couldn't help but notice that this particular remake was not exactly Emmy worthy material, considering it's cheesy nature. She reminded me that the first one was exactly stellar in it's execution either. But I have to disagree, and here's why...

This was the 80's. A time when tight jeans and big hair reigned supreme. And during this time in history, there were no jeans tighter, nor hair bigger then David Hasslehoff. Lest we forget the honorable mention for the chest hair that was sure to peek out from the unbuttoned top of the button down shirt he was sure to be wearing. The show was wholesome. Very rarely did anyone ever die, which included the bad guys. Michael never carried a gun. And in the rare instance that someone was killed, it was regarded with a serious nature. It was never trivial, and there was always a regret, remourse, and/or sorrow. Also along the wholesome vibe, Michael was never sleeping with lots of women. There may have been allusions to him getting the girl because this was the 80's and that's what happened to heros. But he was never out ho-ing. Finally, there was a real sense of good overcoming evil. If the hour was winding to a close and the powers or good had not yet overcome, well I guess you'll have to wait for the second part of that paticular installment, because Michael and KITT are going to make it right.

So addicted was I to this show, that 22 years later (the show wrapped in 1986) the theme song is still to this day the ring tone on my cell phone. Michael Knight, I salute you.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Love it! That was a good show--I miss Michael Knight.

3:38 PM  

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