My father was fundamentally against sitcoms growing up. Not because the majority of them were filled with corny jokes and attempts at turning lines into lame-ass catch-phrases or they looked like they had a production budget of a late-night Skinemax flick.
But mostly because the only things he enjoyed watching were Clint Eastwood movies and CNN. Which to a kid might as well have been poison. (Except for Clint Eastwood movies because at least people got shot in them).
Naturally, because my father was against sitcoms, I wanted to see as many as I could. And none made me happier to watch than The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. One, because my mom's side of the family was from Philadelphia and I'd spend my summers with them. And two, because it featured a smart-mouthed, handsome young man who said things to his elders that would probably result in me catching a beating as a child.
Lol got 'em.
Now this reunion photo might have a little something to do with the the hullabaloo surrounding the Fresh Prince reboot that Will was talking about. And I mean, hey, if the objectively un-funny Full House could find renewed life on Netflix with the crapshow that is Fuller House, I'm sure there will be a hell of a lot of people willing to get on board with Big Will and the family for some more Bel-Air action.
I know I'd be down.