Saturday, July 07, 2012

Nostalgia Theater: SilverHawks -- Partly Metal, Partly Real

SilverHawks was the second animal-human hybrid cartoon show from Rankin-Bass after their success with ThunderCats in the mid-'80s. The premise was straightforward (and crafted, I assume, after they'd already come up with the title). In the distant future, a gang of intergalactic outlaws led by the evil Mon*Star (not sure why his name needs an asterisk in the middle...) are terrorizing deep space. A group of humans are turned into cyborgs with bird-like abilities and names like "Quicksilver" and "Steelwill,"and dispatched to the far reaches to bring in the baddies. Partly metal, partly real.

(Because, of course,
 metal isn't real. Maybe not the most well thought out of taglines...)

Check out the intro after the jump:


Honestly, it was a goofy concept (so, about par with most kidvid of the era), and the execution didn't exactly do much to elevate it (again, about par with most kidvid of the era -- including equally-dumb older sib ThunderCats). But seriously, it's hard to understate just how hardcore I was about SilverHawks in the summer and fall of '87, and after seeing only seeing a handful of episodes, at that. 
With the benefit of hindsight, I now realize that what I probably actually loved was that kick ass theme song (which still can't be beat for pure '80s cheese, if you ask me). 

The show lasted for one sixty-five episode season after launching in fall of '86, and has basically been forgotten since. But back then? Oh, man. I had the SilverHawks action figures from Kenner, SilverHawks comic books from Marvel, SilverHawks coloring books, and even SilverHawks Colorforms. As an aside, I was at a vintage toy show a few weeks ago where a seller was offering the exact same SilverHawks Colorforms set I had as a kid, still sealed. I spent about seven minutes holding that thing in my hand seriously debating whether I should drop thirty bucks on it.

(I didn't, FYI.)

Anyway, current rights-holders Warner Bros. put SilverHawks out on DVD a few years ago, and I pre-ordered it with great verve and enthusiasm, popping the disc into my player when it arrived with all the excitement of a kid on Eid morning (we didn't celebrate Christmas, natch). Plopping myself on the couch, I was ready to be magically transported back to my childhood. Approximately 31 minutes later (or, after one-and-a-half episodes) I turned off the TV, put the discs back on the shelf, and there they've sat, untouched, for several years now.

Partly boring, partly lame.

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