Saturday, September 03, 2005
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.