Praise be, they've kept the title sequence. Dallas, the mama of all American soap operas, is famous for a lot of things - Stetsons, satin sheets, surreal shower scenes, the slow disintegration of Priscilla Presley's nose - but perhaps the most memorable component in its Eighties incarnation was the opening credits in which mirrored skyscrapers were juxtaposed with the bucolic idyll of Southfork, and split-screens showed JR, Bobby, Sue-Ellen et al pulling panto poses to a histrionic orchestral soundtrack. Such things are sacred.
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