Oh my...this sucker was laughably bad. I grew up with the Bunch on Reruns as did just about everyone else on the planet. Were those kids really that stupid? (I'm afraid the answer was yes...) Were their Parents really thick enough to hook them up with that slimeball manager? Did 'serious thespian' Robert Reed *really* not know what he was getting into with a sitcom directed by Sherwood 'Gilligan's Island' Schwartz? Barry comes off looking like a goffy little doofus (And I'm not sure this was intentional either), and he and Maureen have all the romantic spark of a plate of cold overcooked spaghetti. But, it was fairly true to the facts as I've heard 'em--and is an interesting tale of how a great show can shoot itself in the foot. Watch it just to watch some poor american sod who's way too tall mangle Davy Jones' accent while hitting on Maureen, as Barry glowers in the background. This alone is worth the price of admission!
Review of Growing Up Brady
