There was a time when the as-yet-new boob tube was finding its way. Programming was needed and there was one genre that was easy to make and would appeal to the masses: westerns. Back during the Golden Age of Television, westerns were the “in” thing. Americans had once again become obsessed with their great history and heritage — and they just couldn’t get enough of the dust-ridden Old West or the good cowboys and bad Indians that came with it.
Of course, we’ve still yet to see America’s obsession with its prior history — wherein we learn why the Indians decided to hate us — but that’s neither here nor there...
Hey, tell you what — I’m going to change the subject completely for a moment. Who’s familiar with Dick Powell? Yes? No? If you answered “yes,” then please skip two paragraphs. If you answered “no,” please continue as you were. American actor Dick Powell was a native of Arkansas and began his career in Tinseltown as a singing actor in a heap of Warner Brothers musicals. After belting out tunes onscreen for about 12 years, Powell was finally able to display his serious acting techniques, portraying Raymond Chandler’s iconic private eye Philip Marlowe (nearly two years before Humphrey Bogart played the part) in Murder, My Sweet.
His newfound “tough guy” persona lead to a second coming of sorts of Powell, and it wasn’t long after that the actor added producing and directing to his impressive list of talents. As perhaps the biggest driving force behind the now-defunct Four Star Television, Dick Powell co-produced a number of series for TV. One such series was Zane Grey Theatre.
(Ah. There. I wasn’t sure how I was going to accomplish it, but I managed to circle back to the point of this review. Well done, Luigi!)
Of the many, many western series produced for television in the '50s, Dick Powell‘s Zane Grey Theatre offered up a new approach to the genre, one that was in use elsewhere on television. Other TV series, but not westerns, were of the anthology format. I guess Dick figured “Hell, if they can do it with that, why can’t I do it with westerns?” So he tried it. And it worked.
Originally based on the works of the author of the same name, Zane Grey Theatre gave its viewers a weekly dramatic western adventure. Each week, actor/singer/director/producer Powell introduced us to our new setting, sometimes taking a starring role himself. But Dick wasn’t the main star of the individual stories (he wasn’t that big of a camera whore, after all). There were plenty of established and up-and-coming faces available.
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