At the time, the last years of the age of innocence were waning into the past. The nation was busy creating its middle class with blood, sweat and tears. Russia and the USA had their differences (still do). And the TV was filled with offers "you got to have." But the problem was, where's the money? Our whole family loved The Millionaire. If someone got up during the commercial break, we would yell out "It's starting, It's starting!" After the show we'd each tell what a million dollars would be like, if we had it. At that time I remember wanting Western outfits like Kit Karson's, Daniel Boone,Davy Crocket. So my dream would be to spend some on that. Or get my mom a new car, etc. The show, I feel, gave the general audience a thrill, a moral lift and a little time to dream of eliminating poverty. And it goes without saying that we were happy for the person getting the million dollars in the first place.
Review of The Millionaire
