Previously we sampled the movie version of 1984; here's the TV iteration. Better opening credits: you got a sense of paranoia and despair.

 

It's a Studio One show, part of the long-running anthology series. They did the most with what they had, but sometimes, well, you're just at the mercy of your graphic designer and prevailing styles.

 

 

So Big Brother is a big fat epicene pervert?

Here's our Winston Smith: Olivah! Ahnold ze Peeg has denounced you!

 

Yes, Eddie Albert. Oceania is where I want to be / Oligarchy is the gov for me / Meeting Julia for carnal sin / Keep Eurasia just give me that Victory Gin!

(I'm quoting myself; that's from this page, where there's a promo still for the show.)

The sets are spare, and the mood of unrelenting darkness is attained mostly by the use of unrelenting darkness. It feels like an empty stage with a few props; even the Chestnut Tree Cafe is little more than some tables. The rehabilitatd conspirators, for some reason, are dressed a la Nazi mode:

 

 

Hey, it's that guy, He always played snivelling fascists, often for comic effect.

 

 

Off to Winston's day job in the Ministry of Card Tables:

 

 

Well, it's TV; that's not fair. They had to do more with less. It was all about the acting. For example, here's the fellow who plays O'Brien, a member of the Inner Ponderosa Party:

 

 

Yes, it's Lorne Greene. Let's meet Goldstein, or, as the last movie called him, Kalador. Here he's called Kassandra. They really went out of their way to avoid the original name, for some reason. As if the country would hear "Goldstein" and go burn down a synagogue.

 

 

Julia's domestic gown is a bit too frilly; it's much more effective in the 1984 version when she wears a simple frock.

 

 

The torture sequence consists of Albert jiggling up and down to indicate that the wires attaached to his hands are shocking him. The four fingers, of course, then the rats - the whole 1984 stations-of-the-cross routine.

 

 

In the end they meet again in the cafe. It's not his finest acting moment. He's like a very, very sorry seven-year-old. Perhaps that was the intention; show how he'd been reduced to a child by the state. But she seems to have kept her brain.

 

 

It's the least of the versions I've seen. Interesting note in the credits:

 

 

Yes, the Robert Culp from . . . I Spy. Oh, one more thing: is this who I think it is?

 

 

Or have I been watching too much "Space 1999"?