It's like my childhood never happened
That special was so disappointing. I wanted to cry. As others have said, waaaay too much of the new insipid stuff and only tantilizing crumbs from the past. It was as if the show's new producers were bitter that everyone loves the old Sesame Street more than the schlock they're churning out these days, so they deliberately decided to torture us.
I appreciate that it must be difficult sustaining the brilliant, crazy, non-didactic style of early Sesame Street, especially in the absence of Jim, Joe Raposo, Jeff Moss, and others of the orignal visionaries. And there's also the stifling presence neo-moralizers in this society who keep demanding more and more political correctness -- I would imagine that many of these inelegant changes in Sesame Street are results of demands made by those outside the show who think they know a better way to educate children. But it still makes me angry.
Do we really give 5-year-olds so little credit that we feel we have to oafishly drop the "moral" of something right into their lap, pre-digested? For example, don't we give children credit for being able to derive the lesson "you should love and include people who are different from you" from a skit that simply shows a physically disabled child playing with other children as if it's natural? The modern Sesame Street has decided that you have to beat this (and other P.C. topics) to death, without a hint of the old sweetness and imaginative flair. It's really sad. One of the things I was looking forward to when I had my own children was having an excuse to watch Sesame Street again. Y'know -- wonderful, whimsical stuff like
"We all live in a capital I" and
the Twiddlebugs hanging the postage stamp on their wall and
"Me and my llama" and
the crayon factory and
"Fat Cat Sat" and
"Would You Like to Buy an O?" and
Don Music and
the one-two dollhouse song and
Nancy the Nanny Goat and...
all sorts of brilliant, funky stuff that taught important things in a subtle way, and even dared to occasionally NOT TO TEACH ANYTHING AT ALL! GASP! I no longer can enjoy the thought of Sesame Street re-entering my life. After that 35th anniversary special, I can hear the nerve-shattering squeals of Elmo echoing off in my future, and it fills me with dread. My poor, poor unborn children. And their poor, poor mommy.
If any Sesame Street bigwigs haunt this board, I would just like to make a little request: please please please release those old fabulous Sesame Street episodes on DVD and my generation will gobble them up. This will make you vast amounts of mulah which you can then use to hire some decent writers for the show. (And restore Bert's monobrow to its former glory.)
Or if that's too pricey, you could just replay more of the old stuff -- it's not like this generation of 5-year-olds would know that they were watching low-tech hand-me-downs. They're kids with a whole world still to discover, and to them, magic is magic -- even if it happens to be wearing bellbottoms and a 'fro.
Marie