In the first few years, I liked the dim, gritty look because that’s what city blocks looked like. That’s where my family came from.
The pace dragged, and the transitions weren’t always smooth. But in time things got better. In its first year Sesame was still finding its feet.
If Sesame only lasted one year, it would’ve been a noble experiment, with a few brilliant moments. Nothing a little fine tuning couldn’t fix.
One thing that did stand out, of all things, was Bert and Ernie’s apartment. After Sesaon Two, you could look out the window and see blue skies. Originally, outside the window were garbage cans. Bare white walls with one light bulb hanging down. Looked like where my grandparents lived at the time.
I don’t know why, even though Ernie got a new striped shirt for Season Two onwards, I liked that first shirt he had.