Married… with Children
On April 5, 1987, the world was introduced to the Bundys. Loud, crass, often disgusting, and always funny, the Bundys were unlike anything anyone had ever seen before. Sure, All in the Family had come close, but even THAT was tame by comparison.
Married… with Children started innocently enough–– with the dulcet tones of Ol’ Blue Eyes and the lovely shot of Chicago’s Buckingham Fountain. But as soon as the green slime oozed down the face of ‘MARRIED’ on the opening title card, well… we all knew we were in for a treat.
Hapless Al spent his days touching women’s feet in his shoe store, only to come home to Peg (she of the leopard print spandex and BIG hair), daughter Kelly (‘bimbo’ and ‘tramp’ seems unfair to bimbos and tramps), and son Bud (loveable loser, without the ‘loveable’ part).
And then there were the neighbors. Steve and Marcy (and, later, Jefferson) may have seemed all picket fences and dimpled smiles, but that quickly disappeared when they found out who their neighbors were.
Suddenly we had an anti-Cosby family on our TVs each week (the working title of the show was actually Not the Cosbys). Jokes abounded about the damage Al inflicted on the family’s toilet, the skimpy outfits (and even skimpier morals) Kelly had, and poor Bud’s hapless attempts to even been NOTICED by the opposite sex.
As much as they picked on each other, though, pity the fool who said or did something against one of the Bundys while another member of the family was around. Despite all the internal strife, they were still a family at heart, and no one (NO ONE!) picks on the Bundys… except the Bundys.
From Kelly’s opening line in the pilot (“Let go of my hair, you little psychopath!”) all the way through to calling off her wedding to Lonnie in the series finale ten years later, Married… with Children was as funny and irreverent as a TV show could be in our favorite decade.
Suck it, Cos’.
We ♥ Married… with Children.