And so it begins. The fall television season, in my opinion, has arrived with the series premiere of our Yankeefied version of the BBC's brilliant cop-out-of-time policer "Life on Mars." It's a rarity because very rarely does Hollywood hand out "do overs." But ABC must have been so high on the idea of a remake that, even after scrapping the lifeless David E. Kelley pilot, it breathed air into the show's lungs and gave it a second chance under the auspices of the young-uns responsible for last year's "October Road." I'm excited because, it seems from the updated previews I've seen, the new team has truly stuck by the original's side (you've heard me say it before, how it drives me crazy that television producers helming remakes of classic shows show such disdain for the original concept they're "reimagining"). But the Ock Road boys look to have gotten it right, much in the same way the folks at "The Office" got it right when they brought Ricky Gervais' gem across the Atlantic. So, here I am, counting down the minutes to the premiere. Let's hope The Curse isn't invoked too early. Yeah, my track record of liking successful television series hasn't been stellar in recent years. I'm proud to say I've liked "30 Rock" since its premiere. I'm even hanging in on "Lost." But anyone remember "Heist," "Smith," "Viva Laughlin"? Anybody? Yeah. Let's hope my excitement for the new "Life on Mars" hasn't doomed it before it's even begun.