Hauling Like A Brooligan

Stephen Gallagher

Strange Days Indeed

Well this has been one of the weirdest weeks ever. But I mean that in a good way.

If you’ve been following the blog you’ll be aware that I have my name on a couple of shows airing on US network TV right now. I think I may have let it slip out once or twice.

The beginning of last week found me in Los Angeles for not unrelated reasons… a couple of days of intensive meetings and a day at the studio, meeting the Eleventh Hour creative team and generally bonding with a whole new bunch of people. I’ll write more about where that’s leading when the time is right.

Eleventh Hour made its debut on CBS a couple of nights before I flew in, so I didn’t get to see it go out. But I arrived in the midst of intensive publicity campaigns for both shows; so I drove out from the airport past giant Eleventh Hour roadside billboards, switched on the TV to find a Crusoe trailer every twenty minutes or so, radio spots for the CBC and NBC evening lineups…

I caught the second episode of Eleventh Hour in a motel room in San Luis Obispo, held up on the road and missing all but the last few minutes; caught the whole of Crusoe in another motel, this one in San Juan Bautista (a charming little town, first visited on a research trip in 2003; its Mission was used as a major location in Hitchcock’s Vertigo, though the bell tower from which Kim Novak fell was added in a matte painting).

And I’ve just been told that Eleventh Hour‘s ratings increased in its second week, and Crusoe “topped NBC’s season-to-date average in the Friday 8-10 p.m. slot by 23% in 18-49 (1.6 vs. 1.3) and 50% in total viewers (7.3 million vs. 4.8 million).”

Whatever that means.

But hey, maybe now I can get a meeting at the BBC…

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