I recently bought the DVDs for the first season of My Favorite Martian, a 1960s sitcom that I have never seen but often heard about.
Just watched the opening sequence of the first episode and was laughing out loud in moments.
The first shot of the first scene of the first episode is of an alarm clock, which procedes to ring.
The single guy sleeping in the bed next to it (a very young Bill Bixby) shuts it off.
Then second alarm clock rings. To shut it off, he must get out of bed and walk over to a birdcage, which contains the sounding clock. He opens up the birdcage and shuts off the alarm.
He’s still so sleepy, though, that he is about to lay down in bed again when a third alarm clock sounds. To shut this one off he must leave his bedroom and go into the next room.
He seems invigorated by the trek, rubs his hair with his hands, and marches back into the bedroom to get dressed.
But sleepiness again overcomes him and he hits the bed.
Great visual comedy! And not a word of dialog in it!
Had to laugh because, not presently having a wife to poke me out of bed (unfortunately!), I happen to have three alarms set to wake me up in the morning. My cell phone goes off first. Then, fifteen minutes later, it goes off again. Then, almost immediately, my regular alarm clock sounds.
Guess human nature is now what it was in the 1960s.
Will let you know how the series turns out.
MFM is a great series. I remember watching reruns a few years ago. ENjoy.
While funny his need for three alarms made be think of quite a few people I work with. It is amazing how many people suffer from sleep apnea. And, if they are able to wear a breathing mask how much better they feel from then on.
Didn’t they crash into the Russian Phobos probe or something? Or was that just the Martian Defense system?
u ginger bastard go get a hair cut