One of the best shows of the 1960s. Robert Conrad was simply amazing in those tight, tight pants; and Ross Martin was a great second banana. Their relationship helped make the show--Conrad was all handsome muscular action, winning over all the girls and beating up all the bad guys, while Martin was the cerebral planner, and the master of costumes, the guide to the end of the maze. Whenever Jim got in trouble, Artie was there to rescue him. Sure, the plots were wild, and the villains insane, but that was the point--the WWW stretched the idea of both western and sci fi, and turned the conglomerated concept into something remarkably entertaining -- the strangest part is, if you watch the show today, it still holds up.
Review of The Wild Wild West
