Damn those Oscars!
In 1971 and 72 I was pretty much obsessed with a PBS series entitled “Upstairs, Downstairs” that was basically a soap opera that followed the lives of a family of means in England and the lives of the staff that served them. I believe it aired on Sunday nights, but I can’t be sure. Suffice it to say, I did nothing during the slot it aired but to make sure I had a good seat in front of the tube.
Well, this past Sunday night when the Oscars aired, all the major networks on the cable decided to show reruns and crap during the same time period. To escape this level of mind control, I tuned over to streaming Netflix and we began watching Season 1 of Downton Abbey, about the Crawley family of the British nobility in 1912 and the staff that serves them.
And those pesky Brits have me captured for sure. What a great, great series. Well written and acted with all of the subtle drama and humor that quality British TV series have been noted for ever since Upstairs Downstairs and before that as well. The fact that I can watch the whole set of shows at one time is wonderful also.
Highly recommend it.
