Today in pulp:I recast Blakes 7 with 1970s British sit-com actors to see if it still works!
Surprisingly it does...
#Blakes7 was the BBC's dystopian space opera, running from 1978 to 1981. Cynical, bleak and violent it captured the mood of the late '70s.
But what if David Croft and Jeremy Lloyd had written it? Who would they have cast in Blakes 7: The Sitcom?
Well for Roj Blake my money's on Richard O'Sullivan. Decent, craggy, a natural leading man and a versatile actor. He also played Dick Turpin on ITV so he knows how to portray an outlaw.
And for space smuggler Jenna Stannis I'm going with Richard's co-star from Robin's Nest, Tessa Wyatt. She has the sensible glamour for the part and the right chemistry with O'Sullivan to make the big scenes work.
For ruthless, cynical Kerr Avon there really is only one choice: Hywel Bennett. That cruel charm, those piercing eyes, the world-weary chops. He's just perfect for the part.
Ace thief Vila Restal is a tough one, but I've plumped for Dick Emery here: natural comic timing, a quick wit and good with the cowardly hero roles. His performance in the film Ooh You Are Awful seals the deal on this one.
Alien telepath Cally has a snooty, aloof charm so I think Webdy Craig fits the bill here. Her theatre work gives her the dramatic range, whilst her sit-com experience means she can play the foil to other characters with perfection - that was always Cally's role.
Supreme Commander Servalan? It had to be Yootha Joyce! Cruel, glamorous and waspishly funny when she needs to be, she was born to rule space.
Space Commander Travis needs a big presence as the big villain, so step forward Windsor Davies. He'd put the fear of God into the mutoids as well as Blake in any interrogation scene.
On to the secondary characters now, and for Olag Gan I'm choosing that stalwart character actor Derek Deadman. From the Sweeney to Never The Twain he could play the B-role bruiser to perfection. He also played a Sontaran in The Invasion Of Time, so he knows his sci-fi.
Ship's computer Zen needs a dull but stentorian voice, and who better to provide it than Frank Thornton. Never mind Captain Peacock, Frank was thr voice of some of the best Public Information Films of the '70s - he has the vocals for this.
And finally sarky, irascible, brilliant computer brain Orac. This is Leonard Rossiter to a tee. You can probably hear his querulous tones in your head as you read this. Perfect casting.
Would Blakes 7 work as a '70s sit-com? We'll never know. But it's always worth remembering the sheer range and brilliance of the talent that was available to TV producers on the 1970s. We will never see their like again.
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In the shadowy corners of the shortwave spectrum lurk the Numbers Stations: strange radio broadcasts of mysterious blocks of numbers in creepy monotone voices!
It's actually an old form of spycraft which is still in use today. Let's take a listen...
A Numbers Station is a type of one-way voice link for sending information to spies in foreign countries. Operating on Short Wave radio bands they transmit a secret code of spoken numbers.
Use of Numbers Stations peaked during the Cold War, but some are still operating today.
Numbers Stations are operated by various national intelligence agencies. At set times on a pre-arranged frequency a musical tone is played, followed by a speech synthesised voice reading out blocks of numbers. To most listeners it sounds both creepy and meaningless.
Today in pulp I revisit a mystery of the recent past: did ‘John Titor’ really travel back in time from 2038 to the year 2000 to warn us about an apocalyptic future? And why was he so keen on getting his hands on a 1975 IBM 5100 computer?
Let’s find out...
In 1998, US radio talk-show host Art Bell read out a fax from a man claiming to be from the future. Two years later the same man, calling himself Time_Traveler_0, left similar messages on the Time Travel Instutute’s internet forum.
They told a strange tale…
“Greetings. I am a time traveler from the year 2036. I am on my way home after getting an IBM 5100 computer system from the year 1975.”
For the next two years Time_Traveler_0, now calling himself John Titor, would leave many similar messages on internet forums.
The Bawdyguard, by John Dexter. Nightstand Books, 1971.
'John Dexter' didn't actually exist. It was a house alias - along with J X Williams - for a range of writers knocking out cheesy sex pulp for Greenleaf publishing. At least 20% of each novel had to be sex scenes with the other 80% titillation, voyeurism or padding. Not much space for character arcs or a hero's journey...
Greenleaf initially specialized in sci-fi magazines, until they discovered sex was selling better. A number of writers were quietly supplying novels for both scenes. Robert Silverberg, Harlan Ellison and Donald E Westlake all provides pseudonymous sex novels for the publisher.
Case 32: High Marks For Malice (1989). Nordic knits always work and they're great for detectives. Pastels are very flattering but you'll need a good lint roller if it's a long case you're investigating. This is a clear fashion win.
Case 51: A Model Crime (1990). Gold is a hard colour to pull off, but the details are on point here: single button and shoulder pads make it a power look and Nancy has sensibly avoided the '90s waitcoat trend. Another win.