By Scott Buckner
For us menfolk, the 1 p.m. to 4 p.m. network TV time slot is a torturous purgatory filled with little more than TV judges, people cooking things, and talk shows. This window of time was made even more torturous on Wednesday by the airing of the 1973 Robbie Benson/Glynnis O’Connor film Jeremy on ThisTV, one of WCIU’s digital children whose library seems to be comprised largely of movies from the 1970s that nobody in their right mind would have paid good money to see even back then, when theater tickets didn’t even cost five bucks.
On the other hand, if it weren’t for ThisTV, I’d have no idea that distinguished French actor Thierry Lhermitte even existed.
For those of you who weren’t teenagers in 1973 – or for those of you who were and would like to forget the whole experience – Jeremy ranks right up there with Ice Castles as a movie capable of giving you contact diabetes, or at the very least making the fillings in your teeth hurt.
That’s because they starred the incredibly scrawny and incredibly sensitive and emotional young actor Robby Benson, a kid who could make Alice Cooper’s “School’s Out” sound like a James Taylor song. But America fell in love with doe-eyed sensitivity during the 1970s, so naturally, boatloads of tweenie girls fell in love with Robby Benson. He made several movies before dropping off the celebrity radar a few years later when everyone decided the kids in Fast Times at Ridgemont High were obviously more interesting and fun. (He – well, his voice, anyway – had a brief resurgence of sorts in Walt Disney’s 1991 animated film Beauty and the Beast.)
My problem back then with Robby Benson – and on Wednesday with Jeremy – was that it always took me half the movie to figure out that he wasn’t somewhat mentally retarded, or playing someone who was.
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Posted on September 18, 2009