Very very predictable, including the post credit scene !!!

Terrible acting, screenplay and direction.

Disturbing yet enthralling

An action-packed slog

In 1985, the media group Chrysalis produced a daringly original made for T.V. movie, about a dystopia future ruled by television networks who fought a brutal battle for ratings. A new form of advertising that had the side-effect of casing spontaneous human combustion in certain viewer was uncovered by television reported Edison Carter(Matt Frewer), who discovers this insidious tool after doing some snooping in Network 23's science and development center and tries to warn the authorities. He is chased out of the Network by security, and in the process puts himself into a coma after running into a low-clearance sign. In an attempt to keep Edison on ice, a synaptic dump of his memory is performed and a computer generated replacement is created. That was the origin of Max Headroom. I vaguely remember Max being on in grade school. I was about 6 years old when the American remake was on network television, but never really knew what it was about. But Max would appear on MTV, advertisements for soft drinks, and other forms of media. I had all but forgotten about Max until I was at Vincennes University in the early 200os, and saw the original British edition there on the video rack at the local video store, but at the time, I didn't watch it. When I was in my early 30s, and with the compliments of YouTube, I finally got a chance to travel 20 minutes into the future, and was instantly hooked. The fact I am an 80s child is not the only thing that I like about this series. It was smart television--maybe a little too smart, and daring, especially for the 'me' generation. It dared to act as a retort to the media saturated world around it, and the importance of having individuality in a world that is continually superficial. Like Howard Beale of Network, Max Headroom routinely mocked his corporate masters and sponsors with an unapologetic sarcasm. Maybe that was the biggest draw to Max: he was a rebel with a cause, and startling funny. Plus, he looked like no other media personality the world had ever seen before. The bizarre,blonde-haired stuttering CGI creation turned more than a few heads, though the character itself was Matt Frewer in heavy prosthetic make-up: the CGI in 1987 was not quite up to the standards to make a completely CGI Max, it would take another half a decade for that to be possible. Still, the series was ground-breaking in its own right, and the character was one of the most recognizable 1980s icons of the time, right up there with ALF, Mr. T, and so on. Max has all but faded into obscurity in the past 20 or so years, but the few that were there when he first breathed life(so to speak) will remember just how hip, smart, and innovative the series really was. If anything, Max is even more relevant today, in our existence where people cannot even go to the pot without their cellphone in hand. It might be interesting to see a Max Headroom reboot, but I personally think it was best in the past. The series, only 2 seasons long, began to feel tired after that short run, and I feel that a 'modern' Max Headroom wouldn't really work. But for fans of the original series, like myself, Max remains an interesting artifact from the 1980s that was every bit as important in ushering in the digital revolution at was Toy Story or Jurassic Park. Well, memories never die even if good T.V. is a dying art. I'll S-S-See you later!

Before "Revolution" ... Before "Dark Angel" ... Before "Falling Skies" and "The Walking Dead" ... There was Max."Max Headroom" was the first cyberpunk, post-apocalyptic TV show EVER (way back in 1987).Max was decades ahead of its time. The show predicted such things as identity theft, the Internet, the webcam, and the fusion of media and government. (One episode even mourned the closure of movie theaters. Today, thanks to Netflix and video-on-demand, that has now come to pass.) In a word, Max was prophetic. The hip, trendy post-apocalyptic shows that you're seeing today owe a great debt to Max Headroom.

Which is, unfortunately, mostly what succeeds on TV these days. Shows such as Max Headroom are just too intelligent, and go over the head of Average Joe TV Viewer (or Average Joe TV Executive). With all the proliferation and specialization of TV channels these days, maybe some day we can have an "Intelligent TV Channel" where shows like these can flourish and those too dim to "get it" can just remove it from their channel rotation.Max Headroom was brilliant. One of the most spot-on and funny pieces of satire ever produced. The fact that it was satirizing the very medium that produced it probably had something to do with its short life, as well. I mean, when you're satirizing stupidity, obviously stupidity is going to react, just by definition.Any TV producers out there reading this -- there's an idea for you. Create an "Intelligent TV Channel", and give us shows like this, or Key West, Brimstone, Cupid, etc. You could even call it that, as a dig at the mindless drivel that pours off the screen most of the time.

This was, and still is, my favorite show to ever grace the flickering screen of my television. The visionary depiction of a TV-driven culture on overdrive piqued the imagination and served as a prophetic parody/warning to the industry that ironically gave it life in the US.It was a near (20 minutes into the) future where TV wasn't only entertainment but required by law -- just having an off switch was a major crime -- and ratings were EVERYTHING. Hackers, brain-recorded AI, pirate TV broadcasters, TV religion, mercs selling tomorrow's top story, body banks and bodyleggers, blip-verts, cred-sticks, the mix of grit and the glimmer of neon... this WAS cyberpunk at it's purest (with the noted exception being the lack of cyberware). There has never been (and probably never will be) a show that did as much justice to the genre.With all the drivel available on video today, I can't help but wonder when (if ever) someone will finally come to their senses and release this gem...