Rod Serling must be turning in his grave. The writing is unimaginative and unoriginal. Like the New Outer Limits (same producer), it lacked all the spark of the original. Rod Serling's Twilight Zone was about the monkey's paw, twists of fate. It aired simultaneous to Alfred Hitchcock Presents, and while not as stylish, still possessed a rhythm and a manner all its own. This new series is nothing short of a painful title-stealer. Someone said, "Hey, we can make a kagillion bucks if we capitalize on the Twilight Zone name." Unfortunately, none of the writing or directing talent accompanied the deal. Amazing where nepotism can get you in television. The networks are controlled by very few producers, who like to feed us garbage in spoonfuls and I, for one, am fed up. I admire innovated shows like "24", "Push, Nevada" and "Gilmore Girls," and I abhor such travesties as this. With only a few decent half-hour segments to its name, this is not the "Twilight Zone." It is the "Twilight Zone Blown."
Review of The Twilight Zone
