Twilight Zone 4th of July Weekend; w/edits

4th of July weekends were always such treasures in my life. Mostly because of family get-togethers and secondly for Twilight Zone marathons. Syfy has abandoned this sadly, but I haven't nor ever plan to. A few years ago I even built up a week's worth to the day with lots of content on the blog. This year was unique in that I had the weekend, plus a very unusual Monday off work. Returning from a family get-together today, I had an afternoon window before my daughter wanted to watch Jaws (1975), so I put a block of episodes together prior to that viewing. I hope to do some little reviews or blurbs later today, if possible.

Saturday

1. Twenty-Two
2. The Arrival
3. Five Characters in Search of an Exit
4. Still Valley
5. The 7th is Made of Phantoms
6. The Lonely

Credit to William Windom for that perseverance. Maybe a child will have a need for a Major during Christmas. I still wonder if a child will reach into a drum and pull out a hobo doll, looking over at mommy with the response of "Look! Look! A hobo doll!" But perhaps the hobo doll, or the ballerina, even the bagpiper, can reach the heart of some orphanage child. That clown, though, he might scare a kid. 

I'm not sure the results of Paradine or Daugher deciding not to use Teague's Book of Witchcraft will draw the expected dramatic reaction. I still don't know why Teague wasn't capable of drawing a spell that would have ended the Civil War in favor of the Confederacy, even with "death coming for him", considering he already clearly gave his soul to the Devil. Nonetheless, Teague expected Paradine would easily do so. And he was wrong. That doesn't mean any of us would ever look upon Paradine with any sort of credit, emotionally thanking him. He still represented the South in the Civil War. So, okay, he wasn't so devoted to the Confederacy that he'd revoke God; he chose a side and that decision doesn't remove him from serious scrutiny.

I still question why the courts of the future would enact a law that would require individual criminals to be isolated on asteroids, considering doing so would require so much time and effort...not to mention, what would be required in fuel, manpower, and supplies. The trips back and forth would be questionably financially taxing. If anything, why wouldn't there prisons on these asteroids? Notwithstanding, the story is about loneliness and how even an android (or roebutt) with the exteriors (and certain programming) of a beautiful woman (with an engaging smile) can help with that. But that image of her face gone thanks to Allenby's gun (not a laser pistol, as other sci-fi might have done) with Corry coming to acknowledge she was indeed not a "real woman"; it remains such a staggering gut-punch. Was she just a machine whose use was no longer needed and could be left behind? Was she nothing more than a fake companion whose value ended once Corry was set to leave?