In my day it was different . . .
Tuesday, May 17, 2011 at 10:17PM
Wow . . . three and a half months.
When I last checked in the first installment of the Adventure Team Chronicles was about to be published. This morning I handed in the script for the sixth. The first five chapters fleshed out the story from the file cards on the back of the Collector’s Club 3 3/4' Adventure Team figures. I have always enjoyed writing, and I think I have a reasonably good imagination, nevertheless, this first storyline proved surprisingly challenging for me. Early in the process I realized, it's one thing to pull a story from your head and put it down on paper, and an entirely other thing to take someone else's concept or premise and try to breathe life into it. I can pull off the former; I have a ways to go with the latter.
For the next storyline I was free to go in whatever direction I wanted. It did not require a lot of thought. As a kid my two favorite Adventure Team sets were Secret Mission to Spy Island and Secret Agent. My favorite figure was the Man of Action. Next up is “Secret Agent Man” a two part spy tale starring, wait for it . . . the Man of Action.
I have always thought the biggest difference between 12" Joe-era kids and the 3 3/4" generation that followed was not scale, but source material. By the time Joe saw his first revival, the action figure universe had been "Kennerized." Licensed properties with ready-built back-stories influenced both play and purchasing habits. With cartoons and comic books in the pipeline the same time as the toys the Real American Hero G.I.Joes closely followed the path of Kenner's success with Star Wars.
In my day it was different, we made up our own stories.
Yeah . . . that is both true and not so true. In my day we had The Avengers, Gemini Man, Johnny Quest, Kolchak: The Night Stalker, I-Spy, The Invaders, It Takes a Thief, Land of the Giants, Land of the Lost, Man from Atlantis, Man from U.N.C.L.E., Mission Impossible, The Prisoner, The Saint, Time Tunnel, U.F.O., Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea, and my favorite, The Six Million Dollar Man. Our adventures, while not exact reenactments, were fueled and refueled by the flickering T.V. screens in our living rooms.
In my backyard the Man of Action was an accomplished actor. He stood in for James Bond, Napoleon Solo, Race Bannon, and even Steve Austin. He fought bad guys, robots and all manner of monsters. Some of them were even invisible. It’s no wonder he was my first-round draft pick (that’s a sports metaphor for you die hard toy collectors).
My Man of Action was always a spy. Yours might have been a white tiger hunter, an archeologist or the guy who gets stuck handling the radioactive rocks without gloves. In creating the Adventure Team Chronicles our idea was not to establish canon or tell the definitive story of the Adventure Team. What we hoped to do was give form to something that had previously existed mostly in the minds of kids who are now closer to retirement than to the sandbox. The adventures undertaken by our Joes, regardless of our influences, were as unique as we were.
There are no new stories, just different story tellers.
TRiP
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