Those of us who lived through the 1970s as kids and young teens still sometimes wake up in the night, shrieking uncontrollably and shaking violently. This show is one of the reasons for that.
Imagine, a whole television series built around a husband and wife team of mimes. I'm open-minded enough to admit that there are people who do not immediately reach for a sledgehammer the minute they see a mime, but back in those days when there were only a couple or a few channels to choose from (no cable, kiddies), the mere mention of the name Shields and Yarnell made me want to bludgeon myself to death.
How many times can one behold a scene of people doing "the robot" without wanting to scream...and the fact they took it as oh-so-serious "art" made it somehow more horrifying. My sister insisted on watching this" I fantasized about what I could do with a human-sized blender.
