
I grew up watching My Favorite Martian in the early sixties. It seemed perfectly normal to me, these two men living together in a little apartment above a neighbor's garage. But I know now that Tim O'Hara's secret was not that his "Uncle Martin" was an extraterrestrial from Mars: He was his queeny gay lover. How else explain all the camp cultural references, the gourmet meals they cooked together, the endless wit, and the biting sarcasm.

8 comments:
Oh god, I *loved* that show.
Maybe I shouldn't admit that in such a public place. ;)
Seriously. It's more like My Favorite Bottom.
Charles! ~grin~
Oh. So that's why I liked that show when I was a little kid. Here I thought it was the antennae that rose out of the head of the red-haired guy.
Thanks for cluing me in.
;-)
G
Come to think of it I loved "Batman" too (the Adam West tv series version).
Why on EARTH did it take me so long to figure out about being queer? *grin*
And don't forget "Mr Ed," "My Three Sons," "Family Affair," "The Odd Couple," all these men living with men (or horses). hehehe
I had some fun putting capris on your martians. They looked darn good.
Pirooz: give me a link . . . I'd love to see them.
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