Author’s Note: Review originally published May 30, 2014
Starring – John Ritter, Joyce DeWitt, Suzanne Somers, Norman Fell, Audra Lindley, Ann Wedgeworth, Don Knotts, Richard Kline, and a rotating door of blonde chickie la-la’s after they fired Suzanne Somers
Created by Johnnie Mortimer and Brian Cooke
“Come and knock on our door…We’ve been waiting for you…Where the kisses are hers and hers and his, three’s company too.” -From the theme song of Three’s Company
The kisses are hers and hers and his? Hmmm…What exactly was going on in that apartment anyway? A three-way?
Oh yes, I went there. I included Three’s Company on this website. Why? Because as a kid growing up in the 1970s and 80s who didn’t know they were gay, but was hungry for ANY gay entertainment because the 70s and 80s were a desert when it came to anything gay on TV, this show filled that deep need for me. Even if the “gay” character on the show was really straight and just pretended to be gay so his landlord would allow him to live with two women, I still tuned in every week to see something, anything gay on my TV. Plus, I was fascinated by the two women who shared a bedroom, I might add, so who exactly was gay on this show anyway? That’s right, I say it was the two girls who were hot for each other, hence the bedroom sharing. You know, just like on Laverne and Shirley. I guess now I know why I REALLY watched this show, because I wanted to see Joyce DeWitt get together with the ever revolving door of hot, blonde chickie la-la’s that were on this series.
So the premise of the show was this – Single Jack (John Ritter) moves in with single Janet (Joyce DeWitt) and single Chrissy (Suzanne Somers), but in order for his landlord to agree to a man living with two women (this was the 1970s, so the last bastion of super, religious, chaste morals were holding on for dear life, at least on TV), Jack pretended to be gay, so the landlord wouldn’t have to worry about any hanky panky going on between Jack and the female roommates. And then every week, Jack got himself in a very straight situation that he had to make look very gay so the landlord wouldn’t kick him out. Which basically involved him flirting with the landlord, who was first Mr. Roper (Norman Fell) and then the awfully gay, but supposedly very straight, Mr. Furley (Don Knotts). And who knows how straight Mr. Roper really was since his hot wife (played brilliantly by the very lovely and sexy Audra Lindley) was always after her husband for sex, but he NEVER slept with her. I’ll sleep with you, Mrs. Roper. 😉
The show also featured the very hot and very lovely and very sexy Ann Wedgeworth, who was super hot for Jack, yet Jack was NOT hot for her at all and so now I’m wondering about Jack’s sexuality too because who wouldn’t be hot for the lovely and sexy Ann Wedgeworth, gay or straight? Well, I was and still am. It’s the cleavage. Cleavage always gets me into trouble. My uncle worked with Ann Wedgeworth on a play once a million years ago, so he got to see that cleavage in person. Lucky! But he’s gay, so he didn’t even appreciate her cleavage like I would have. Not fair. 🙁
The always very lovely and very sexy Ann Wedgeworth and her very lovely and very sexy cleavage. Yep, cleavage, especially Ann Wedgeworth’s cleavage, always makes me weak in the knees. But always so worth it! 😉
Fun Fact: Suzanne Somers was fired from the show after demanding more money after the show became a HUGE hit and was making ABC TONS of money, but the actors were still being paid as paupers in comparison. She ended up laughing all the way to the bank because she made TONS of money from her infomercials and various products that she has endorsed over the years that we don’t really need, but we really want, so we buy them anyway?! Not such a ditsy blonde after all, eh ABC?
Sad Fact 11/20/2017: Ann Wedgeworth passed away a couple of days ago and I was so sad when I read the story. I’m still so sad now. I guess I didn’t realize how much I loved Ann until she was gone. I grew up listening to my uncle talk about the play he did with her and her ex-husband, Rip Torn, and then I would turn on my TV and watch Three’s Company and kid me just couldn’t believe my uncle knew that beautiful and amazing lady. I still can’t believe it. I don’t know why I loved Ann so much and still do, but I’m glad I finally realized it. Rest in peace, Ms. Wedgeworth. You will be sorely missed, but thank you for bringing such joy into my life. And thanks for saying Rip’s name with your really thick Southern accent like it had a million letters and syllables in it. I loved when my uncle would smile (something he rarely ever did) and then would imitate the way you would say Rip’s name, “Oh, Raaaaiiiiiiiiiipppp.” 🙂