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ANDERSON, GERRY (1929– ) and SYLVIA ANDERSON (Sylvia Thamm 193?– ).
British tv and film producers.

SCIENCE FICTION, FANTASY, AND HORROR FILM CREDITS
Animated tv series created and produced by Gerry A.: The Adventures of Twizzle (Roberta Leigh credited as producer) (1958); Torchy the Battery Boy (Leigh credited as producer) (1959); Four Feather Falls (1960); Supercar (co-created with Reg Hill) (1961-62); Fireball XL-5 (co-created with Sylvia A.) (1962-63); Stingray (co-created with Sylvia A.) (1964-65); Thunderbirds (co-created with Sylvia A.) (1965-66); Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons (co-created with Sylvia A.) (1967-68); Joe 90 (did not produce; co-created with Sylvia A.) (1968-69); The Secret Service (did not produce; co-created with Sylvia A.) (1969); Thunderbirds to the Rescue (animated film compilation) (1980); Thunderbirds: Countdown to Disaster (animated film compilation) (David Elliot, David Lane, and Desmond Saunders 1981); Terrahawks (1983-86).

Live-action tv series created and produced by Gerry A.: UFO (co-created with Sylvia A. and Hill) (tv series) (1970-73); Space 1999 (co-created and co-produced with Sylvia A.) (tv series) (1975-77); The Day after Tomorrow (tv series pilot) (1976); Space Precinct (tv series) (1994-95).

Written by Gerry and Sylvia A.: "Flight of Fancy," "The Lost City," "Supercar Take One," "Crash Landing" (1961), "The Runaway Train," "Precious Cargo," "Operation Superstork," "Hi-Jack," "Calling Charlie Queen," "Space for Mitch," "Atomic Witch Hunt," "70-B-Low," "The Sky's the Limit," "Jail Break," "The Day That Time Stood Still," "Transatlantic Cable," "King Kool" (1962), episodes of Supercar; "Planet 46" (1962), "Space Monster" (1963), episodes of Fireball XL-5; "Stingray" (1964), "A Nut for Marineville," "Aquanaut of the Year" (1965), episodes of Stingray; "Trapped in the Sky" (1965), episode of Thunderbirds; Thunderbirds Are Go (and produced by Sylvia A.) (animated film) (1966); "The Mysterons" (1967), episode of Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons; "The Most Special Agent" (1968), episode of Joe 90; Thunderbird Six [Revenge of the Mysterons from Mars] (and produced by Sylvia A.) (animated film) (Brian Burgess, Robert Lynn, and Ken Turner) 1968); Journey to the Far Side of the Sun [Doppelganger] (co-written with Donald James and produced by Gerry and Sylvia A.) (Robert Parrish 1969); "A Case for the Bishop" (1969), episode of The Secret Service; "Identified" (with Tony Barwick) (and directed by Gerry A.) (1970), episode of UFO.

Written by Gerry A.: "Operation McClaine" (with David Lane) (1968), episode of Joe 90; Space Police (co-written with Tony Barwick; also provided music with Christopher Burr) (tv pilot) (1987).

Directed by Gerry A.: "Planet 46" (1962), episode of Fireball XL-5.

Voices by Sylvia A.: Fireball XL-5 (1962-63); "Raptures of the Deep" (1964), episode of Stingray; Thunderbirds (1965-66); Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons (1967-68); Joe 90 (1968-69); The Secret Service (1969).

Late one night, while channel-surfing, I stumbled upon what appeared to be an episode of the worst science fiction series ever created. With a cast of normal-looking humans mixed with colorfully unpersuasive latex-masked aliens, the series apparently took place in a space station of the far future; but the script seemed to have been transcribed, line by line, from a routine American cop show of the 1960s. A powerful and respected, but secretly corrupt, man has committed a terrible crime; there is only one witness who can identify him as the perpetrator; to protect the witness, policemen take him to a seedy hotel on the poor side of town; the bad guy's henchmen find out where he is and try to kill him; the policemen get the wounded witness into their car, and a furious car chases ensues as they rush him to the hospital; and the witness finally arrives safely, so he can deliver his damning testimony in the nick of time just before the case against the bad guy is dismissed. Though the witness was a blue-skinned alien with a long tongue used for catching flies, and though the furious car chase involved flying cars, that hardly made any of this seem novel; and, while I watched with horrified fascination as this thinly-disguised fossil unfolded, I wondered: who on Earth would devote so much time and attention to a show's special effects while paying absolutely no attention to the quality of its script? But the show's closing credits revealed what I should have already guessed—that Space Precinct was a Gerry Anderson production.

If the nations of the world ever decide to stage Nurenberg Trials to punish the makers of bad science fiction film, Gerry Anderson will be the first defendant. Measured by the total length of terrible footage produced, he is surely the worst offender, far outstripping unworthy competitors like Irwin ALLEN, Larry BUCHANAN, or Glen A. LARSON.

As the first exhibits for the prosecution, there are his many science fiction puppet series—The Adventures of Twizzle, Torchy the Battery Boy, Supercar, Fireball X-5, Stingray, Thunderbirds, Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons, Joe 90, and Terrahawks—and at least two puppet features, Thunderbirds Are Go and Thunderbird Six. These are noteworthy only as cautionary examples of the need to properly match genre with subject matter. Stop-motion animation is a valid and potentially lively art form, as demonstrated by many examples ranging from George PAL's Puppetoons to Tim Burton's The Nightmare before Christmas; but using the technique to enact stories that could have been done just as well (if not as cheaply) with live actors provides the worst of both worlds: the animation must stay within the boundaries of pseudo-realism and hence quickly becomes uninteresting, and the literally wooden performances of the puppets deprive the story of any emotional impact. Why these programs were so popular for so long must remain a mystery, at least to non-British audiences.

Next, the prosecution presents his work with live actors: the film Journey to the Far Side of the Sun, which expends considerable effort in order to take viewers to the more boring and unimaginative alien world imaginable—an exact duplicate of our Earth. There is also, unforgettably, the execrable Space: 1999, with the Moon ludicrously drifting through space at non-relativistic speeds yet somehow managing to reach a different star system every week—a concept so insulting to the intelligence of viewers as to defy comment, and a flawed scenario unredeemed by its consistently idiotic scripts and inadequate, uninvolving cast. And we cannot omit his most recent crime against humanity, the aforementioned Space Precinct. As a possible defense exhibit, one might show the first few episodes of his other series, UFO, since it briefly seemed promising, with its better-than-average acting and intriguing mystery of space visitors periodically buzzing around Earth; but the prosecution could respond by showing the rest of the episodes, when the aliens were revealed to be People Who Look and Act Just Like Us and the show slowed down to stupefied inertia as it became apparent that the aliens were not going to do anything other than engage in plots to kill the show's hero, Stryker. To focus solely on these series' visual appeal is a last, desperate defense, since one can derive all possible pleasure from the costumes and sets from watching ten minutes of a single episode. The verdict must be: guilty as charged.

In light of his many crimes, it is dumbfounding to hear that Gerry Anderson was celebrated in the 1990s as the guest of honor at a British science fiction convention, when the fans should have been burning him in effigy; and it was positively dumbfounding to discover several websites paying loving tribute to the man as I sought new data to more accurately document his misdeeds. One fears that the issue of Anderson's value has become mixed up with feelings of patriotism and a natural pride in all things British. Well. Perhaps Anderson has provided wholesome entertainment for young children, perhaps he has given jobs to some fine workers, and perhaps he has, by exporting his programs, helped to improve the balance of payments and all that. But rallying around this odious man only does a grave disservice to the many science fiction products that Britain can justly be proud of, including The Prisoner—still the best science fiction series ever produced—the Quatermass serials, The Avengers, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, and several other programs unseen in America that I am sure, based on critical descriptions, are far better than anything Anderson ever produced. Let us face the unvarnished truth: Gerry Anderson is a man who has no ideas, who is deathly afraid of ideas, who has consistently employed futuristic settings and special effects only as gaudy ornaments to the hoariest, most imbecilic, and most cliché-ridden stories imaginable. Not really a producer of science fiction films, he is actually a vicious enemy of science fiction, and he should be recognized and condemned as such.

Note: from Supercar on through to Space: 1999, Gerry Anderson's then-wife Sylvia was regularly credited as a co-producer, writer of episodes, fashion coordinator, and puppet voice; but since she has done little work on her own after their divorce (except for her unverified participation in the horrendous Star Maidens series), and since Anderson has soldiered on with the same ineffectiveness as before, it is reasonable to assume that her creative contributions to his enterprises were inconsequential. At the trial, her defense would probably be, "But I was only following orders."

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