Heh. You knew I'd take the bait.
The 1971 pilot for THE WALTONS was called "THE HOMECOMING: A CHRISTMAS STORY" and starred all the same kids and the same grandmother, although Mama was played by Patricia Neal (instead of Michael Learned, as Neal was never asked to do the series) and Edgar Bergen as the grandfather (instead of Will Geer) and Andrew Duggan as the father (instead of Ralph Waite). It was a good pilot, with the Grand Tetons of Wyoming doubling for the Virginia Appalachians, and with that melancholy mood of the early-'70s which was as perfect to portray Christmas as were the '40s (although the script takes place in the early-'30s). It's not perfect, the pilot, but it was a decent TV-movie from the era.
I always marvel at the LITTLE HOUSE fans who trash THE WALTONS for being too schmaltzy and drippy.... Say, what?? Many an episode went buy before you saw a single tear from anybody (unlike the eternally disingenuous waterworks flowing over at Walnut Creek).
No, THE WALTONS wasn't to everybody's taste, but was much less manipulative than the Ingalls' world.
Like television at the time, it's hit-and-miss, but I still run across the odd episode I'd forgotten about which is very sweet and even understatedly poignant. If you're in the right mood.
Sure, once Richard Thomas left after Season 5 (and they tried to Donna Reed his John-Boy role for a couple of episodes) the show began to sort of deteriorate. And by the final years when the grown-ups were stroking-out or dying or wandering off and the producers tried to have the dorky kids carry the show, it became a giggle-inducing disaster. The writers decided to skip ahead in time to WW2 (like LAVERNE & SHIRLEY skipped ahead to the late-'60s, but at least they were funny on purpose) and I seem to recall a scene in which Jim-Bob, the dorkiest and least talented of the brood, came home from the war and tried to convey what it was like to survive Pearl Harbor (or some other battle -- I forget) and the director shot him in profile with his siblings in the background so his "speech" could be done in a single take. Like that was gonna help. We howled at how pathetic it was, but we felt kinda sorry for the young actor, so out of his depth he was.
And the horrid reunion movies I think they're
still making never worked for five minutes.
Sometimes when you come down from the mountain you just can't really ever go back.
So, at its best, THE WALTONS was much, much better, if only because it lacked the crocodile tears-in-every-frame we were given by LITTLE HOUSE. But at its worst, THE WALTONS was also much worse, because the show just fell completely apart after half-a-dozen years and was as incapable of being revived as Grandpa's corpse; in contrast, LITTLE HOUSE was much more consistent, dishing out its twisted frontier B.S. with minimal fluctuation for as long as it ran.