I remember the series like it was yesterday, so I have gotten all of the volumes so far. I think what made the show work is the fact stars Robert Conrad and Ross Martin got along so well. Apparently they became best friends in real life, and, when Martin died suddenly in 1981, Conrad refused to do any more projects in connection with the series.
Conrad, as everybody knows, has been pretty much out of the limelight after being involved in a serious DUI car accident in 2003, I think it was. He was the one who was intoxicated, but he ended up getting the worst of it injury-wise. For years, he and his second wife lived up in Bear Valley, California, but last I've heard they've since moved back to southern California.
In his prime in the 1960s, though, he was quite the eye candy, despite having a wife (wife number one) and several kids to support. I am well aware of his right-leaning politics, which go back many, many years, but some things in life transcend partisan politics. I don't need that dumb shit Obama to remind me of it, either.
I can't write about WWW and not mention "the pants." I thought this Conrad interview of a couple of years ago was good:
And then there were those, um, tight pants.
"Some of the apparatus I wore wasn't visible, like the equipment I wore under those pants to protect myself from a fall," Conrad says with a chuckle. "There was stuff under my costumes to protect me from hurting my spine. So that's why they were so tight. But it was wardrobe's call.
"My granddaughter was watching the DVDs with me last night and she elbows me and says, 'Grandpa, those pants were too tight.' Everybody's a critic."
Edit, January 5: At least one of the episodes, "The Night of the Underground Terror," telecast in the third season, Conrad split his pants big time some 46 minutes into the episode. I laughed my ass off when I saw it. I am surprised another take wasn't done.
They should have titled the episode, "The Day of the Underwear Tear."
