He was not a number, but his number did finally come up.
The old actor died last night.
His greatest performance was over forty years ago. He had full control over the production, and he put everything into it.
I’m watching it now, episode after episode of The Prisoner, and despite so many things changing since then socially and technologically, the themes of paranoia, distrust, and the human spirit of individuality still shine through.
There’s a remake of the series in the works, but I won’t watch it.
There’s no improving on perfection, I say, and I hit Play again.
His Number Came Up
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Lawrence, you asked to people to say which stories of your they like the best. I like this one a lot. The others in the recent past that I liked were Funeral on the side of a cliff, (I’ve done some rock climbing myself), You breathed, and I really liked McKinney. I would like to hear more about what he is doing on hte intergalactic circuit.
nj