Remember that old comedy show where the hapless angel would help a different oddball in distress every week? Thank God you don't. I'm only glad this intended pilot show never left the runway. I don't know anything about eschatology but the idea of a heaven where Howard Smith, the 'push push push' guy from 'A Stop At Willoughby' is a senior angel with ropey wings is enough to make me prefer any other fate the Zone depicted.
Happily almost no one remembers this terrible idea where by Rod Serling no less would have moved into Mr Ed type territory of lame television. There is no genuine attempt at comedy even though Carol Burnett as Cavender's first help recipient almost manages to make it feel like comedy.
Happily almost no one remembers this terrible idea where by Rod Serling no less would have moved into Mr Ed type territory of lame television. There is no genuine attempt at comedy even though Carol Burnett as Cavender's first help recipient almost manages to make it feel like comedy.