Groucho and his brothers fit the bill perfectly and my grandfather was more than happy to oblige his new-found fans, many of them Hollywood celebrities. No longer out of the limelight, my grandfather was enjoying his status as a cultural icon now that such classic Marx Brothers films as "Duck Soup" and "A Night at the Opera" had been discovered by a whole new generation eager for something to go with the free-wheeling attitudes and politics of the late '60s and early '70s.
Lunches at my grandfather's house in Beverly Hills in those days were usually full of surprises, especially since you never knew who might be there. Though most of my days were spent looking for a job, I did manage to squeeze in lunch with my 83-year-old grandfather at least once a week. The year was 1973 and I was a 21-year-old right out of UCLA film school. It didn't take long for me to devour all the episodes available on Netflix, and as I watched Groucho delivering his rapid-fire quips at the befuddled contestants, I couldn't help thinking how amazing it was that I was sitting in the comfort of my den watching a TV show that made its debut in 1950, starring my grandfather.īut I also couldn't stop thinking about how close every one of those classic episodes of "You Bet Your Life" came to being destroyed many years ago and how my grandfather and I managed to stop that from happening. The reason for my delight? The host of "You Bet Your Life" was none other than my grandfather, the one and only Groucho Marx.
So, you can imagine my delight when I happened to discover Netflix had added the legendary '50s TV show, "You Bet Your Life" to its streaming service. Whether it's watching all six seasons of "Lost" in a week or enjoying some cool documentary I otherwise never would've heard of, Netfix has, for better or worse, definitely become a part of my life. I hate to admit it, but I sometimes find it hard to imagine life without Netflix.
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