This short-lived television series was an attempt by Tyne-Tees Television, a TV station based in the North East of England, to create a soap opera that would be able to compete with Coronation Street, Eastenders, and Eldorado - that last one being another equally deserving victim of early cancellation.
I doubt I saw more than two episodes, but it only took one to make you realize how utterly dire this undertaking was. The problem seemed to be that the producers and storywriters were unable to come up with story lines or characters that could sustain a long running series. When thinking about this programme, I remember some mad woman, driven to her wit's end by her ex-boyfriend, pick up a lump of concrete to pitch through the window of her ex's Mercedes, then being talked out of it, just in time, by her policewoman friend.
And then there's the all-time classic moment of the show, that by itself tells you why this series failed, where a teenage girl squeals at two lads winding her up, 'Do you know who my boyfriend is? MAL SHEPHERD!' Couple that with the appalling acting that is a trademark of Tyneside-set programmes(see also 'Byker Grove'), and you can see why this show never had a hope of taking off.
Not only that, it couldn't even manage to gain notoriety for it's badness, the way Eldorado did, which at least meant it would hold a (small) place in the national psyche. This one is just bad in a way you wish you could forget you ever saw it. And it seems a lot of people have. Good for them.
I doubt I saw more than two episodes, but it only took one to make you realize how utterly dire this undertaking was. The problem seemed to be that the producers and storywriters were unable to come up with story lines or characters that could sustain a long running series. When thinking about this programme, I remember some mad woman, driven to her wit's end by her ex-boyfriend, pick up a lump of concrete to pitch through the window of her ex's Mercedes, then being talked out of it, just in time, by her policewoman friend.
And then there's the all-time classic moment of the show, that by itself tells you why this series failed, where a teenage girl squeals at two lads winding her up, 'Do you know who my boyfriend is? MAL SHEPHERD!' Couple that with the appalling acting that is a trademark of Tyneside-set programmes(see also 'Byker Grove'), and you can see why this show never had a hope of taking off.
Not only that, it couldn't even manage to gain notoriety for it's badness, the way Eldorado did, which at least meant it would hold a (small) place in the national psyche. This one is just bad in a way you wish you could forget you ever saw it. And it seems a lot of people have. Good for them.
