No other hour long drama had as much heart, humor and chutzpah as Here Come the Brides. Here was a series epic in its emotional resonance, and as cheery and breezy as a Pacific Northwest spring. While on the outside, Brides looked like a homage to the whole “barefoot and pregnant” school of thought, it was really an attack on the stifling status quo of the era (late ‘60s) in which it was made. Not only did it champion women’s rights years before the feminist foothold went mainstream, but it showcased the paternalistic male as a haughty, conceited softie at heart. It was a clarion call to arms in a simplistic, subversive package. Don’t believe it? Check out this pristine DVD presentation of the first season and decide for yourself.