I gave some consideration before reviewing this much-loved TV series of my youth. Watching it again more than 40 years later is another experience entirely. What I recognize now is the greatest big- and small-screen hero of all. Who else but David Vincent, an ordinary man with steel nerves, solely equipped with a .38, short-barreled revolver and huge, boat-like automobiles, depending totally on his personal budget, could have single-handedly disrupted, time and again, the most elaborate plans set off by an army of invading extraterrestrials with their advanced, technological prowess relentlessly committed to take our beloved Earth for themselves? Double-O-Seven pales in comparison; a real sissy, actually. Only Captain James T. Kirk comes close in street-fighting skills, resilience and resolve. On top of all, a humble guy who is polite to a fault, cool and smooth as none. These are some of the reasons that not only make this Zen-mannered architect an unforgettable character, but testify as well to the outstanding acting skills of the venerable artist who gave him life, Mr. Roy Thinnes.
Review of The Invaders
