I feel like starting a rumor that Matt Groening was inspired by this episode to have Homer Simpson shout "D'oh!" whenever something goes wrong...
as she secretly wished for the 999th time that her last packet of Marlboros hadn't run out 3 months ago.
a letter from a fan who quoted from her 1971 journal entry describing her disbelief at the shoddy production values in this very episode--wonderful stuff
... But that fall, I quit work with the (quickly acheived) aim ofproducing a family. Don and I had been lifelong fantasy buffs, andDark Shadows seemed an intriguing concept in daytime serialprogramming and instantly attracted me, as I did freelance writingat home. The delightful The Dark Shadows Companion fromPomegranate Press says that by August 1967, the show had about10 million viewers -- and I was one of them. Mind you, I didn't watch it with the attitude I hear from someof the fans today. They watched it as children, home from schooland ready to be terrified by a show in which vampires, withces andwerewolves could be as likely plot elements as lost relatives,hidden crimes, and fatal attractions. While I enjoyed thefantastic aspects, one of the things that kept me (and many otheradults) coming back for more were the the gooney moments ofover-the-top fantasy suspense often loused up by the show's hecticproduction pace. My friend science-fiction and gothic novel writer JuanitaCoulson even kept a diary of commentary toward the end of theseries run -- and much of the focus was on those episodes. A sampleentry (from the installment for Monday, January 25, 1971): "Unintentionally hilarious scene, one which made you sympathizewith the actors. Gerard/Judah said he gave the powers toAngelique/Valerie and now he was taking them all away and here playwith your doll and see how much good it will do you. The onlydificulty was apparently they used a Barbie doll coated with clayas their voodoo doll. Nothing wrong with that, except that theyleft it out overnight. Which meant that when Gerard and Angeliquehandled it (especially Angelique, since the script called for herto try to strangle the doll with Gerard's scarf) the clay broke off,revealing the Barbie doll. (Surely there are some art studentsaround NYC who could tell the stage director if you're going toleave clay around overnight or over the weekend, wrap it in a wetcloth, so it doesn't dry out and turn all crumbly.) I really admireParker; she undoubtedly knew what was happening but plowedfuriously ahead with her doll-strangling scene, maybe in the hopethat if she were histrionic enough no one would notice"...