Should it ever happen, I hope it's not on SoapNet.  Well, I'm selfish.  My cable provider doesn't have SoapNet.  We just got Cartoon Network, for cryin' out loud.  Talk about a goofy local cable company; real Hooterville here.  And yet it's had the Golf Channel for years.  The Golf Channel.  Who ever watches that?  Maybe I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth.  I wonder if the Golf Channel would have any interest in running Dark Shadows?  

Gerard

Not Showtime!  Lots of us can't afford subscription cable channels like Showtime, HBO et. al.  I've never seen an episode of The Sopranos or Sex In the City.

Gerard

What I found intriguing about the 1897 storyline is how the actors/actresses, some of them at least, played different characters.  I read somewhere that this was made possible for a few of them because of the plot's enormous length.  With so many subplots mixed in with the main one, it afforded them the opportunity to take some much-needed time off to do other stuff or just to get some R&R.  Joan Bennet left for over four months; TLATKLS for almost as long; John Karlen, Clarice Blackburn, and even Jonathan Frid (although, it is said, that he was warned not to get a suntan while out on vacation) took their summer holidays for extended periods of time.  When some of them came back for the continuation of 1897, they played someone new (their original characters either killed off or just written out).  Talk about a whole lotta fun!

Gerard

I wanna come too, Annie!  Especially if you have cranberries!  And by that I mean the real kind - the stuff that slides out of a dented can in one, bit gelatinous plop, with the can-rings inbedded in it!  Not that phoney, little round things floating in some sorta sauce.  Ee-yuck!  You have fun with your family and save us some leftovers to make sandwiches!

Gerard

Now, my DSFMS (Dark Shadows Faulty Memory Syndrome) is kicking in, so while I do recall this little comment by Barnabas, I can't recall if it was from the series or from one of the novels.  He makes mention to Julia of how he is not enamored by the way women in the 20th century were "liberated" or "emancipated" or something like that.  Obviously, he was use to the "weaker sex" variety of the eighteenth century, especially when they knew-their-place so-to-speak with regards to men.  And here's this woman doctor, on equal par with her male counterparts, telling him on occasion in her own bedside manner to shove it.  And it's not bad enough that she engages in the vice of tobacco like a man would, but she doesn't even have the where-to-all to go to the appropriate smoking salon to indulge, and uses his candelabrum, which means something to him, as if it were a Bic.  All she needed to do send him into apoplexy was to walk up to a 200-year-old vase, once the favorite of his dear mother, and flick ashes into it.

Gerard

Jennifer, as you mourn with us over the loss of Don Briscoe, my thoughts are also with you as you tend to your father - and my thoughts are with your dad, too.

Gerard

It looks incredible!  Wonderful job!

Gerard