The Boy with Two Heads

I was just sitting here at my computer when the theme song to this show popped into my head. Why it sprang to mind, I don't know, but it prompted me to look it up here at IMDb and to my surprise, it's listed.

This was a very strange kid's mystery/adventure show, which I enjoyed as a child, although it took me a long time to actually be able to look at the head in the box. It did, literally, give me nightmares. (I was better once my Mom pointed out to me that it was wooden, and not a real head, but I still couldn't figure out how it talked!) It would be interesting to see it again after all these years, to see how it compares with my vague memories of it, but I don't think I would seek it out specifically.

I loved this show!

Every Saturday morning, my sisters, my brother and I would be waiting outside the Odeon Cinema for the doors to open. It only cost 30p for a good 2-3 hours entertainment. There were cartoons, Children's Film Foundation films and, of course, Chico the Rainmaker. Every time I saw that little head, I would smile. When Jill played the pan pipes and Chris played the drums, you knew Chico was about to do something magical. The story lines were straight out of the Enid Blyton school of writing, the acting was at some times funny, at others dreadful, but this show never failed to amuse and delight us.

It's almost 30 years since I last watched Chico, but I still remember the theme song after all this time. Chico will stay with me as a very happy memory of my childhood.

I saw this film in Hannover -Germany in 1978. I was living at the British Army barracks with no English TV. Every Saturday morning the bus would pull up and we all used to go to the Saturday morning pictures.

Chico the Rainmaker was my favourite, my 8 yr old memory of it was a weird scary wooden head that was kept in a football. He needed to be returned to the amazon and each week the children would get into all sorts of adventures whilst being chased by a couple of men who wanted to get their hands on Chico. I'd come home, popcorn in my hair, humming the theme tune! Great memories!

I saw this when I was a child in Blackpool, England around 6 years old maybe younger so around 1984/85. It was a series that was shown in the cinema before the main attraction. If memory serves me it was on before the Dark Crystal. It seems to have been shown in the cinema well into the 80's. Anyway I went to the cinema with my dad and brother and when this came on I was happy eating my goodies until the head appeared. I never screamed so much and I wouldn't stop. We had to leave the cinema as I was uncontrollable I was freaking out. To be honest I was traumatized for a few years. My brother remembers me being inconsolable for days. I used to have crazy nightmares about it rolling on the ground towards me in my bed.

To be honest I'd absolutely love to see it again to confront my demons.

This show totally freaked me out! I probably saw a ten-minute portion of a single episode, and that's all it took to scar me for life. That very night (I was probably 7 or 8 y/o) I couldn't sleep. I told my mommy that I just couldn't get that hideous head out of mine. In the show, a couple of kids had befriended a talking head that they kept in a shoebox. The head looked like the decapitation of "El Jefe" from The Three Amigos. ¡Ay Carramba! I don't really think about it often. I was just watching The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, which reminded me of Chico the Rainmaker. (The way the President of the Universe flopped his head backward sparked the memory.) So, I decided to Google "chico rainmaker," and yadda yadda yadda, here I am sharing my pain.

"Chico, the rainmaker... Chico, the rainmaker..." I wonder how many other children were traumatized by this production.