As an adult, when I catch a rerun of Saved By the Bell, I’m astounded by the poor acting, the simplistic plot lines, and the rudimentary production value. But, after all, it was just a teen sitcom that aired on NBC every Saturday morning. And, when I viewed these episodes the first time around, I guess I was too young to pick apart how absurd and cliched the characterization was, or how transparent the storylines were. Nonetheless, when I was ten, it all made sense to me. You know; dorks, jocks, brains, cheerleaders. Everyone in their place, right?
And, I suppose I like to think that I’ve become more refined socially since I graduated from middle school. Sadly, it’s readily apparent how true the “Saved By the Bell” universe was, and how brutally it reflects so many aspects of my life. I’m guessing that the creative geniuses that came up with the idea for this show never could’ve suspected that it’s memory would be forever etched in the brain of every child who grew up in the mid 80s to mid 90s. Because if they had, they wouldn’t have written such ridiculous caricatures of teenagers that we would all use to categorize everyone we met for the rest of our lives. (more…)