Welcome to Late Night Retro Television Reviews, a feature where we review some of our favorite and least favorite shows of the past! On Saturdays, I will be reviewing Good Morning, Miss Bliss, which ran on the Disney Channel from 1988 to 1989 before then moving to NBC and being renamed Saved By The Bell. The entire show is currently streaming on Prime!
This is perhaps the dumbest episode of this show yet.
Episode 1.11 “Stevie”
(Dir by Burt Brinckerhoff, originally aired March 4th, 1989)
The world’s most popular pop singer (Suzanna Tara) is performing at her old middle school, JFK Junior High! The world knows her as Stevie but Miss Bliss still calls her “Colleen Morton.” Since Colleen/Stevie’s parents are no longer living in Indiana, Miss Bliss suggests that Stevie should stay with her. Stevie agrees because, when you’re a millionaire who can literally stay anywhere, why wouldn’t you want to stay with a condescending middle school teacher?
During her concert, Stevie will be singing to one student who will join her on stage. Zach wants to be that student, especially since he’s made a bet that he’ll kiss Stevie before the week ends. Zach sends Stevie a letter, claiming to be terminally ill. Stevie is touched. Mr. Belding is touched. Miss Bliss sees right through Zach and exposes him for being a liar.
When Zach goes to Miss Bliss’s house to apologize, he meets Colleen. Like Zach, Colleen is also a damn liar and claims to be Miss Bliss’s niece. Zach and Colleen talk about how Stevie is retiring to go to college. Zach thinks that is crazy and I agree. Colleen kisses Zach on the cheek.
Later, watching Stevie sing to Screech, Zach realizes who she is. “I kissed Stevie!” he shouts. Nikki tells him to get bent.
This was an annoying episode. I could buy the idea of Stevie wanting to perform at her old high school but seriously, who would ever want to return to middle school? Who remembers their middle school teachers? Who would want to stay with Miss Bliss? Add to that, this was yet another episode of Good Morning Miss Bliss that was so poorly lit that I almost went blind from the glare of Mark-Paul Gosselaar’s hair.
This whole thing was just dumb.






