CHiPs

Sure the formula was the same for every episode. Yes there were always two hotties for Ponch and John; criminals who scoff at the law at first then learn how foolish it was to run a gambling operation in the back of a tractor trailer after all. When I was a kid, I loved CHiP's. They were cops on motorcycles, for crying out loud.

I still love to watch it, but like many of you I can't take my eyes off the background. The best part of the show is the location filming. Real streets. I'm watching the cars, storefronts, etc. like an eagle. In a small way it's like walking through the world of my childhood again, taking notice of how some things have changed so much and others not much at all. It's very fascinating to me.

I don't think there have been many television shows as entertaining as this.

As a kid back in the 1970s, I all but completely missed "CHiPs" when it first aired. But recently the Me TV networks started showing reruns of the show, so I decided to take a look at what I missed all those years ago. My thoughts so far? Well, like a number of TV shows from the 1970s, there is a simple-minded feeling to this show. The movie often doesn't go into great depth or detail about things. Also, the show sometimes has a slight slapdash feeling to it, like filming was rushed or without adequate funds.

However, I must admit that despite those quibbles, I am finding the show to be a lot of fun. Larry Wilcox and Erik Estrada make appealing protagonists, showing dedication to their job and having great chemistry together. (Estrada often steals the show, so I understand reports that eventually a feud built between the two.) Also, there is often a light-hearted feeling in the background, refreshing after seeing so many cop shows that are harsh and dead serious. Every episode unfolds at a brisk pace, so that there are no dead spots. So if you are looking for some breezy non-think entertainment, you could do a heck of a lot worse than "CHiPs".

CHiPS was such a fun show to watch. I loved watching Jon and Ponch racing those big Kowasakis chasing after the bad guys. It's a shame that plain old fun, action-packed shows like this aren't on the air anymore. Next to Dukes of Hazzard, this was the most fun show on the air from the 70s!

"CHiPs" was the best of the late 70's early 80's it was what childhood was all about, i loved Ponch then and i still think that he is the best thing on a plate (being chips of course). The re-runs are still going on every day here in the UK on the channel bravo, we just cannot get enough.

If you want more check out the great Taking care of chips site.

we have lots of fun there, and welcome new members, from all over the place.

Erika

This was one of the shows that made up my afternoon routine as a grade-schooler in the early to mid '80s. "CHiPs Patrol" as the syndicated reruns were tagged, played every day at 4 pm, in their scratchy 16mm glory, on our local NBC affiliate, and for a little car-fixated youngster like me, it was like...well, like a car crash played in slow-motion. Literally. Set to bad disco music. The whole thing was so outrageously bad that I couldn't turn away. All the impossiblly stupid motorists doing impossibly stupid things on the sunny LA freeways, invariably ending up in a bloodless, perfectly timed explosion of the said automobile's fuel tank, held me rapt. Ah, the explosions. Large, chrome laden '70s cars flipped through air, jumping *through* telephone poles, turned into piles of twisted sheetmetal, or even just sitting there on the asphalt broken down...somehow they'd ALWAYS end up exploding spectacularly (except when they'd land in someone's swimming pool...damn physics!) with disco-horror music on the TV speaker. Even if it's a diesel powered school bus (which by definition can't explode) it's gonna explode as soon as Ponch and John courageously escort the last bowl-haircitted '70s child to safety.

Did I mention Ponch and John? Or rather Ponchenjohn? I almost forgot about them. These two suntanned, good-looking-in-a-70s-kind-of-way motorcycle cops were the viewers' guides through this wacky world of nonstop car crashes. They seemed reasonably okay, as did all their identically dressed CHP colleagues, rescuing vapid motorists when they weren't comically discussing Ponch's impending hot date or the practical birthday joke they were planning to spring on John. But the two storylines rarely mingled. Nothing of real emotional or dramatic depth ever happened. At the end of the closing credits, as the afterimage of Ponch's Pearl Drop smile begins to fade from your retina, all you can think of is: "Man, that was a beautiful '71 Trans Am they blew up."

In other words:

Mindless eye candy with a wonderfully plastic '70s sheen. Don't miss it!