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Welcome to the Wild, Wild West! (take 2)
Meet James West (l) (Robert Conrad), and Artemus Gordon (r) (Ross Martin):
They are secret service agents for President Ulysses S. Grant, and together, they investigate...
...and fight...
...CRIME!!! (In very snazzy outfits)
All from the confines of their very own personal train, the Wanderer:
They both throw good punches:
But, it's usually James (Jim) who gets most of the action. He's very handy with a gun:
He's also got a variety of gadgets and gizmos that Artemus designs for him. Such as his sleeve derringer:
And his trick shoe:
And his trick saddle horn (that contains explosives):
And his trick holster (which dispenses little smoke bombs):
But despite his mad skillz, the old west is a rough (and wacky) place, and Jim often falls victim to the bad guys' nefarious devices, like poison darts...
...and VERY OFTEN, knock-out gas:
When he comes to, the intrepid Agent West usually finds himself tied up to something.
Like ceilings...
...and trees...
...and walls...
...even to the occasional rocket sled,...
...electric chair,...
...straight jacket,...
...and wall-sliding bed.
Naturally, Jim is quite popular with the ladies.
Like:
, and
, and
, and
,
and you get the idea. (It was the 60's, after all.)
(Of course, when you walk around looking like this,
a certain amount of bondage and babes must be inevitable.)
But luckily for James, he has Artemus Gordon to watch his back!
Artie is a brilliant chemist, engineer and master of disguise. While James goes off shooting and punching people, getting gassed and tied up, Artie infiltrates and investigates and usually saves Jim's tight, gorgeous backhind in one of his flawless disguises:
And though Artie is quite good with a gun, he's also an ace with a fencing foil:
...and he's a skilled musician
Once in awhile, Artie even shows some skin:
(Well, sort of.)
...and gets some action of his own:
But that doesn't mean that Artie doesn't occasionally find himself in just as much hot water as Jim. They're a team, after all, and they're friends, and they do pretty much everything together.
They go drinking together.
They get scared together,
tied up together,
even go dating together.
They just liked to hang out.
(Sorry, couldn't resist.)
Yes, it's a tough life these guys lead.
A tough life, made so by their outrageous villains whose plans for world domination (or destruction) tended to include outlandish and ahead-of-their-time inventions like EVIL electric fences,
EVIL doubles,
EVIL dart-shooting blowfish,
And just about anything else you can think of, including shrinking potions:
steam-powered robots:
And even, YES!
Green Alien Women!!
Proof that James Kirk has nothing on James West!!
The most persistent and popular of West and Gordon's nemeses was Dr. Michelito Loveless (Michael Dunn), a little man with a great intellect and even greater ambitions.
(You may recognize him from the episode "Plato's Stepchildren" of Star Trek: TOS.)
In fact, a great many guest stars on Wild Wild West were big-name stars,
like Sammy Davis, Jr;
or, like Dunn, had Star Trek: TOS connections. For instance,
KHAN!!! (with a beard!!)
Heck, that last category is enough to warrant a massive picspam post of its own.
Bottom line, The Wild, Wild West is an awesome show for many, many reasons. A real gem of the 1960's, and probably the most successful cross-genre Western til Firefly. Endlessly entertaining, by turns hokey, ridiculous, clever, and salacious, if you like steampunk, James Bond, Westerns, original Star Trek or just happen to be nostalgic for classic television trivia, you can't go wrong with this one. All four seasons of the show are available on DVD.
(And whatever you do, steer clear of the terrible 1999 film "adaptation" starring Will Smith. Not even close.)
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I KNOW. There are less than a hundred stories for it on ffn, and as far as I can tell, nary a slash fic among them! WWW is the stuff fangirls are made for. :P
(As for prepubescent hearts going pitter-pat, I just can't get over Robert Conrad's sixpack in this show. Woof!)