From the moment I saw a teaser for American Pickers in December, I couldn't wait to see the first show. As a former flea market and yard sale addict, I miss the days when you really could find some amazing pieces of American history or pop culture at such venues. But those days were gone decades ago. So the thought that I could enjoy that vicariously through this show was pretty intriguing.
And it did not disappoint. American Pickers is everything I hoped for and more. Mike and Frank really know their stuff, and the people they come across in their travels are a breed of American which is quickly disappearing...along with the treasures they have hidden in barns, garages, old opera houses, and even tunnels!
One of the charming attributes of this series is the way Mike and Frank relate to each other. There are none of the insane ego dramas which plague-no, make that completely destroy-other reality shows. And over the time that these two have worked and traveled together, they have developed a language all their own-something I have experienced myself with my business partner. It's very real, and quite funny at times. (I especially like when the guys are freestylin').
The pieces of history they unearth are truly amazing! Bicycles, scooters, motorcycles and sidecars. Visible gas pumps, a giant advertisng character with a movable arm. And don't forget Frank's favorites...oil cans, big little, round, square and beautifully kept or beautifully rusted. They even found a man who collects BUILDINGS! That's right, he has a White Castle hamburger joint in his front yard, and the General Store he shopped in as a boy in his back yard-fully stocked, of course-along with quite a few more buildings from his home town.
I love this show. I hope it comes back for many more seasons. One disturbing thing I noticed at the end of the first season was a switch to 1/2 hour shows. PLEASE, DO NOT MESS WITH THIS NEARLY PERFECT JEWEL OF A SHOW! Keep 'em an hour, and keep 'em coming!