When I was a kid watching primetime TV in the 60s and 70s, I cared about exactly two plot features: fantasy worlds where people had amazing powers, and cute guys. Not necessarily in that order.
So it should come as no surprise that I loved these two shows. Still do, though I never get to see them anymore.
My favorite Bewitched characters were, of course, Samantha, and also the crazy Dr. Bombay. I even liked Endora, Samantha’s meddling mother.
I always enjoyed Elizabeth Montgomery as Sam, but I must say I was more than a little creeped out when I watched her several years later playing Lizzie Borden. Did I ever have nightmares after that, holy carp. It even scared me watching it ten minutes ago.
My other favorite magic show: I Dream of Jeannie. It held the double-whammy: magic, and Larry Hagman, who, in my estimation, was the one of the best comic actors on TV at that time. And don’t forget cute as a puppy. You just wanted to hug him and kiss him and squeeze and buy him a chew toy and take him home. (At least I wanted to when I was twelve.)
Ten years or so later, I changed my mind. Larry morphed from cute, long-suffering but still-happy Major Tony Nelson into nasty, greedy, mean-as-a-snake J.R. Ewing — even though he ended up getting what he deserved.
Anyone else watch these two shows? They are among my all-time favorites. That they both had dynamite theme songs was an added thumbs-up. They don’t write ’em like that anymore.
OK, time to make the donuts. Tempus fugit, et cetera. I command you to have a good Monday.
Fink, wiggling nose, disintegrating into a column of mist, and funneling into bottle *BiNg*