Back when I was in late grade school/early high school, every Friday night, my local PBS station would run two episodes of Star Trek: The Next Generation, plus one episode of the Original Series, all commercial free. In between ran episodes of Jack Horkheimer’s Star Hustler:
I’m not ashamed (now) to confess that, in those awkward adolescent years, this three-hour block of TV was the highlight of my week. (Yes, I was that kid, mad for Star Trek and astronomy.) Star Hustler is where I probably first heard Debussy’s Arabesque No. 1—and certainly where I first heard Isao Tomita’s electronic music. (And it’s also, along with Tom Carvel’s deranged ice cream cake commercials, probably where I first gained my love of cheap 1980s video art.)
RIP, Mr. Horkheimer, sir. Thanks to you, I’ll keep looking up.
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Good thoughts regarding this great man. Everything I’ve heard about him is that he was a genuinely great guy and that passion and enthusiasm was real and not just for show on his Star Hustler/Gazer segments.
I think a lot of people have a great sense of nostalgia for this guy. I posted something very similar on my blog: