Match Three
Peyton Place is the original American prime time soap, without which we may not have had
Dallas, Knots, Dynasty and, in turn,
Return To Eden. Peyton Place captivated me when I watched the entire run in the early Nineties, and when the DVDs came out it was the most pleasant of surprises to find that it’s not only stood the test of time incredibly well, it’s far better than I remembered. Dark, emotive and almost painfully gorgeous.
Return To Eden was a favourite of mine in the Eighties - first the gritty mini-series and then the glossy series. It had a wonderful cast and an enjoyably Australian tone, complete with crocs and snakes. When RTE was released on DVD, I discovered that it hadn’t held up quite as well and the appeal these days is entirely nostalgia-based.
For being so well-made, I’m voting…
Peyton Place
Match Four
Melrose Place was another Nineties favourite of mine. I stuck with it for most of its humble beginnings, then drifted away, before returning to the series with the classic episode in which Kimberly returned from the dead, at which point it became an obsession for several years. It had some heart pounding cliffhangers - sometimes on a weekly basis. I got burnout by Season Five and have never felt the need to watch the final two seasons because everything had been (over)done. I’ve enjoyed revisiting the series on DVD, but found I can only watch in small doses because the fast pace, flat lighting and wailing guitars can all get a bit too much.
My introduction to
Brookside was watching the siege of 1985 with a friend who was into the series. I watched a few more, drifted away and then returned the following year to watch on a full-time basis for the best part of the next decade. I was just the right demographic for the spin-off bubbles like
Damon & Debbie, and I also appreciated the grittiness and reality of the series. I finally caught up with the early days of the series when it was repeated in the Nineties, the timing of which highlighted how poor the new episodes were in comparison. It was never meant to be a mainstream soap with bodies under patios and headline-seeking lesbian kisses, even though that’s how it ended up. Like
Melrose, Brookie lost me towards the end, and the Jimmy Corkhill era remains a turn off for me. But the greatness of its early years and its rebellious, politicised, Channel 4 Eightiesness is not to be underestimated.
For being entertaining and challenging, my vote goes to…
Brookside