88survivor
07-28-2006, 01:25 PM
You know, when I was really small with the Powell and Pembroke versions of CIC, I took as a show made for me. Yes, I watched the show religiously from beginning to end. But as a grownup, I was surprised at the amount of sexual inneudos in the show itself. For a kid based show, there was a lot of adult humor. Charles' date and Charlse himself being hidden in the paper mache dinosaur while making out(not shown) and the conversation overheard between them. Adam watching Charles every move as to how he handles his dates. How Charles could describe every detail of his dates. "She smart. Sophisicated. She smells like baby powder."
There is also some disbelievable situations as well. The house being sublet as well as Charles himself to the Powells. They had Grandpa Powell, so in other words, they never needed Charles. Mother Powell disappears and reappears briefly in the final season in one episodes. Charles' mother, Lillian, should not be on Charles' case all the time. He was grown up enough.
But always watching the reruns give me a happy glow. A nostalgic trip to memory lane. Buddy. Grandpa's insults to Buddy or Charles. The beautiful set of the living room and kitchen. That wonderful resolve a situation in 30 minutes special episode. The whole Chazz personaltiy. Charles' dates. How I wanted to smack Adam across the face. How I was in love with Nicolle Eggert and Josie Davis. I actually did prefer Josie, but that's another story. All this made go back to that year 1987-1990. Happiest moment in my life. The warm glow of watching CIC on that old plastic wooden T.V set. Everytime. Sounds weird, but that's how I think.
There is also some disbelievable situations as well. The house being sublet as well as Charles himself to the Powells. They had Grandpa Powell, so in other words, they never needed Charles. Mother Powell disappears and reappears briefly in the final season in one episodes. Charles' mother, Lillian, should not be on Charles' case all the time. He was grown up enough.
But always watching the reruns give me a happy glow. A nostalgic trip to memory lane. Buddy. Grandpa's insults to Buddy or Charles. The beautiful set of the living room and kitchen. That wonderful resolve a situation in 30 minutes special episode. The whole Chazz personaltiy. Charles' dates. How I wanted to smack Adam across the face. How I was in love with Nicolle Eggert and Josie Davis. I actually did prefer Josie, but that's another story. All this made go back to that year 1987-1990. Happiest moment in my life. The warm glow of watching CIC on that old plastic wooden T.V set. Everytime. Sounds weird, but that's how I think.