Possibly the emptiest, most annoying show ever on TV, the Partridge Family is being recast by VH1. This show didn’t even have the redeeming “we know we’re ridiculous” character that the Brady Bunch had. It had lousy talent from writing to acting. But they’ve gone nationwide looking for all new Dannys and Keiths and what-not. Why? Who’s interested in this? Granted, the fact that Josh Weinstein (Simpson’s writer and exec prod, seasons 7 & 8) will be executive producing and writing might be a small point in its favor. But he won’t be with the project long, I suspect. I mean, if you can’t hang with Homer, how 'ya gonna hang with Danny?
Is anyone at all looking forward to this, and if so, could you explain why? Maybe I’ve overlooked something.
Apparently you haven’t watched TV in the last decade. But yeah, this is a dumb idea, though I’ve been known to watch a little of the P. Fam in the past.
I am unfamiliar with the redeeming “we know we’re ridiculous” character that The Brady Bunch had. Examples, please?
On the other hand, The Partridge Family had an Oscar-winning actress in Shirley Jones, and in David Cassidy a singer who could actually make listenable pop hits, unlike the campy attempts by the Brady kids.
That’s not ridiculous; I spent 11 years sharing a bathroom with seven siblings. There’s actually 10 of us altogether but we were never all home at the same time.
Ah, yes. Forgot about that. I think our house was designed by the former owner, who had five kids. Probably wasn’t an architect though.
We had a house later on that had been built by the previous owner, who was in the construction business. When summer came, we discovered he goofed while installing the skylight.
One episode of The Partridge Family that I saw in 5th grade (1976) changed my life forever.
The boys were camping out in the woods, woefully underprepared, and had just absconded with a can of beans from the girls’ camp. Keith wondered how they were going to get the can open. He asked Reuben, “Do you have a can opener.”
Reuben replied: “A bachelor is never without his can opener.”
Of course, Reuben didn’t have a can opener with him, and so hilarity ensued as he tried to pry, pound, and otherwise force open this seemingly invincible can of beans without a can opener. The message was obvious: Never be without a can opener.
To this day, I still carry a can opener with me in my backpack.
Hold onto your hat. They’re considering redoing the Brady Bunch, too. As a reality show. I think they’ve given up on the idea for this year, but can you imagine trying to find a widow with 3 daughters willing to share a house with a widower and his 3 sons? And vice-versa? If I needed anything to prove to me that this country has achieved both advanced senility and lunacy, this would do it.
