So I was paging through this blog last night, trying to figure out how I could possibly say thanks and goodbye…
And then it occurred to me: I write a damn Horrible Histories review blog. Episode by episode, for nearly a year now.
Believe me, I’ve asked myself why many times. And the reason always comes back: because this is one small corner of the media universe that works the way it’s supposed to.
The Horrible Histories production team, crew and cast have managed for five years now to make a children’s edutainment series that adults can not only enjoy but respect. It’s so obvious a received truth by now that it’s easy to overlook what a really extraordinary achievement that is. Not only how much talent, wit and cleverness but utter decency and generosity it involves.
This is media experience as proposed by Wodehouse, or maybe Thurber. There isn’t anything quite like it, and there probably never will be again. And so it’s right to be sad that it’s ending. But it’s even more right to be glad that it happened, and that in some very important respects it’s merely going forward to new heights.
Caroline, Greg, Simon, Ben, Jim, Mat, Larry, Martha and the rest — yep, even Lawry!— thanks, from my heart, for all you’ve done and will do. As I’m sure you’ve gathered by now, it was appreciated.