Last night, I started to watch the TV series 11.22.63. The title is not a set of random numbers – it is, in fact, a date which has been written incorrectly, in American format. What it should really read, is 22.11.63 – aka 22nd November 1963.
The series is based upon a Stephen King novel of the same name (yes, even Stephen King writes his dates wrong). Before watching, I was a tad sceptical. Some King films are great, some are rubbish. I’ll give you some examples. The Shining – great. The Mist – rubbish. Misery – great. Pet Semetery – rubbish. OK, I know that Pet Semetary one is a little controversial, as it does have some avid fans (heaven knows why).
11.22.63 isn’t your typical Stephen King horror movie. There are no axe-wielding maniacs, crazed nurses, rabid dogs or creatures from another planet. This is more of a thriller/sci-fi. I have only seen the first episode of the series, and have not read the book, but from what I understand of the plot so far, a man from the modern day discovers a portal, which takes him back to 1960. He must then stay in the swinging 1960’s to try and prevent the assassination of President Kennedy, on 22nd November 1963 – or 22.11.63 if you’re a Yank.
Of course, as anyone who has read a book or watched a movie about time travel will know, you shouldn’t mess with the past; and this is something the lead role discovers when trying to make changes, to try and alter the future.
The series did remind me the BBC sitcom, Goodnight Sweetheart, from the 1990’s; where Gary Sparrow travelled back to war-torn London to have an affair with a barmaid. I am sure Mr. King would love my comparison. Despite the similarities, there are less laughs and more blood than Goodnight Sweetheart.
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