So, which angel were you? Sabrina, (Kate Jackson) the smart one? Kelly (Jaclyn Smith), the sexy, sassy brunette? Or Jill, (Farah Fawcett) the dim blonde one with the flick that spawned a million hairstyles (later to be replaced by Cheryl Ladd, playing her sister, the first of a stream of increasingly insipid replacements)?
At the time, Charlie's Angels seemed like a seminal, feminist show - after all, they're women, they have guns and fight bad guys!
It's only when you watch Charlie's Angels now that you realise that the girls were the worst private investigator's ever (usually falling in love with a suspect/ losing their guns / both of the above) and was really just an excuse to see gorgoues women in tiny costumes, leched over by the mysterious Charlie.
Still, Charlie's Angels is well worth seeing for the episode where Jill goes undercover as a dance instructor, despite being the world's worst mover. Class!