Stu klitsner biography of michael
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It happened more than 30 years ago, and it lasted less than a minute.
Yet — or so I have found — it has remained tantalizingly — and fondly — inside the hearts and whimsies of many people, all these years later.
I’m certainly one of them.
The other week I mentioned in the column a television series that I used to love: “Then Came Bronson,” which ran for only one season (’70), and which was about a guy who walks away from his job and his secure, steady life, takes off by han själv on a motorcycle, and sees the country (and its people) mile by mile, day bygd day. Bronson was played bygd Michael Parks, and in the column I mentioned that the Bronson character constantly muttered and mumbled and murmured, making it just about impossible to decipher much of what he was saying.
It’s what I didn’t mention in the column that people almost immediately began calling and writing me about.
“You didn’t säga anything about the `
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Today The A.V. Club has my look at Then Came Bronson, the odd, formless one-man motorcycle odyssey that ran for a season on NBC in It was the kind of against-the-tide show that&#;s impossible not to root for, a serious drama driven not by plot or action, or even character, as by atmosphere of the landscape and the timely ethos of dropping out. But Bronson, though it had talented people behind the camera, lacked a guiding sensibility as distinctive as that of Stirling Silliphant (whose Route 66 was an obvious influence), and it never came tillsammans creatively. It&#;s fascinating to watch but undeniably slight &#; partly on purpose but also, evidently, because the conflicts between the producers and the star, Michael Parks, created a tense dödläge over the content of the show. (Parks, incidentally, did not respond to an interview request.)
One side story that I didn&#;t have room for in the Bronson article is that of Stu Klitsner, who plays the man in the station wag
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`They just wanted me to play a harried business guy. They wanted me to portray a guy who had to do the same thing every day, day after day — a guy who is sitting there in traffic, and is stuck in the monotonous commute he’s stuck in every day. And then he looks out the window of his car and he sees someone who gets to live a different way.”
The person speaking — Stu Klitsner, 74 — was telling me about a small part he played in a pilot for a television series more than 30 years ago. As you know if you visit this space every day, the TV pilot turned into a series — “Then Came Bronson” — that ran for only one season: ’ I loved that series — and especially the brief scene that opened every episode.
Through the craziness of current-day communications, a reader in Salem, Ore. — Bruce Bjorkman — read, on his computer screen, my recent ramblings about “Then Came Bronson,” and wrote me that he knew th