This was a great ex-DIscovery Times reenactment show, of which I fortunately have half on VHS. They demonstrated great attention to details that's horribly lacking in latter-day IDiot Channel offerings (though admittedly that's not the channel's undoing), like in 1 episode ooh-there's-a-surprise using an actual Chevrolet Astro, which looked even to be the same color as the suspect van, along with real locations of occurrence (& animations). A good crisp non-melodramatic narrator the likes of which the ABC/CBS/NBC docutrash haven't a whisper of a clue in comparison, info-detailed writing (i.e. dates) & blended Actual Footage make for an absorbing presentation. In fact, the only fly in this otherwise smooth ointment is in the narratives, which whoever wrote them indulged in broken-record ahhh-jeez common-senseless repetitions of "orrr" before (unnecessary) abbreviations - as in "California Highway Patrol orrr CHP" - nearly EVERY time they were mentioned! I believe even the younger segments of the Mature Audience these programs are aimed at (no pun) can extrapolate THOSE without help, since I have (thankfully) yet to hear "orrrr FBI/CIA" when those agencies' full titles are invoked in other programs. Whatever caused this show's all-too-brief existence - evidently a pre-IDiot Channel attention-deficit-disordered exercise - it did, other than "The Texas Seven," document hardly known cases of criminals on the loose, which Discovery Miscommunications would do well to undertake themselves, instead of hemorraghing blood at both ends from repeated bottom-of-the-barrel gnawings on Bundy, S. Peterson, Koresh etc. - an EIGHT-PART series on that done-past-death Unabomber (which wasn't that interesting a case to begin with; I've never seen any of them), was time beyond wasted when we, all too horribly, are overrun with true-crime stories just as ghastly which, as documented here, don't get anywhere near the same kind of coverage, in fact NONE. Just the page-turner "Daddy's Girl" about the June 1982 Campbell murders in Houston would have been lightyears more interesting as a multipart series than Ted Whoozis. It's the slimmest hope that that hidebound Walmart of a network, which takes undue pride in its onscreen-trashfilled offerings (stupid popups & megacrappy commercials), would break itself of this hamster-wheel habit, but at least I so happily have a slate of never-seen-since shows from the early post-FBI Files/New Detectives days when their quality was just beginning to rise.
