Sunday Scribblings: Charlie's Angels
(Since I spent so much time writing yesterday's post, I'm exhausted, which is why this post is what it is today.)
Aaron Spelling died on Friday (R.I.P.). So while watching CNN retrospective clips, Charlie's Angels was part of the montage—my all-time favorite television show. Hearing the music, I was instantly brought back to my childhood running around the backyard, pretending to be "Kelly" (Jaclyn Smith). She was the "classy" one, and apparently the smart one with a successful TV afterlife and popular clothing line at Kmart. It was one of the few shows with independent women in lead roles. (I'm also thinking about "Independent Women" by Destiny's Child.) I guess the music makes me feel empowered.
The music in every scene was a variation on the main score. So when the Angels were in the office talking to Charlie and Bosley, it sounded inquisitive. When they investigated a scene, it sounded riskier. The chase scenes were full orchestra blasts. And the wrap-up scenes were peppy and humorous, usually because one of the cast members made a joke. I think most of the shows ended on an upbeat.
Besides the sexy clothes and formulaic scripts, the one thing I always laugh about is this, and you see this in lots of shows today: whenever an Angel needed something out of her purse, there was never anything in the bag besides the object needed for the scene. So if Farrah Fawcett needed her gun, which was like a hand cannon back then, she'd pull it out and that was it. If I even attempt to pull out my wallet, I have to dig through receipts, my iPod, my cell phone, etc—I’m an accident waiting to happen! But I digress …
Even though the show went downhill once Shelley Hack joined the cast (as if!), the music stayed the same. So thanks, Aaron. The Charlie's Angels' theme song will be my theme song today.
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I'm laughing about your remarks about the purse! My purse is a bottomless pit!
Every once in a while, I'll catch an episode on TV Land and watch it as if it's the first time, theme song and all.
The thing about the purse made me laugh. If I was tring to get a gun out of my purse, the attacker would have more that suffient time to kill me about 12 ways to Sunday...my only hope would be to bang him upside with it...GOd knows it weighs a ton!
Guess I wouldn't be a good angel.