“I’m twenty-three now, but will I live to see twenty-four?”
Neighbours‘ new policy of giving each episode an individual title has, I’m glad to see, been embraced as a new possibility for intertextuality. Today’s episode centred on Max’s fertility troubles. The episode title? ‘Bad apples’.
Now, Blue appear to be versioning ‘Gangsta’s paradise’ on Top of the Pops. Nice.
The implications of the title of this post have just caught up with me. Was Coolio really no older than I am now when he released ‘Gangsta’s Paradise’? I’ve got used to the fact that I’ll always be older (by six months and a day, it turns out) and have acheived less than Beyoncé, but this is a new blow.
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It is so long since I’ve watched neighbours, that I don’t even know who Max is. Is it true that Karl and Susan have broken up, and that Karl is having a child with another woman? My world was turned upside down by this information.
Comment by rachel @ 11/20/2004 4:42 pm
It is true - although, in a shock twist, the baby isn’t actually Karl’s. You should check out the BBC Neighbours page (incorporating Harold’s Who’s Who) to find out who Max is.
Comment by Tim @ 11/20/2004 6:59 pm