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With his rumpled raincoat, ever-present cigar, bumbling demeanour and Sherlock Holmesian powers of deduction, disarmingly polite homicide detective Lieutenant Columbo took on some of the most cunning murderers in Los Angeles, most of whom made one fatal, irrevocable mistake: underestimating his investigative genius.
The famed P.I. works to uncover facts of the death of a wealthy socialite whose two grown children are accused of murdering her. Complicating matters are Rockford's omnipresent "friend" ... See full summary »
Laid-back private eye Jim Rockford and his brown Pontiac Firebird become embroiled in another case when he runs across an old flame, blind psychologist Megan. Her no-good playboy cousin ... See full summary »
Series about an ex-convict-turned-private-investigator named Jim Rockford who would rather run away than fight and would rather go fishing than work. He isn't a coward, and he isn't lazy -- just rather on the cautious side, that's all. And he bears a very strong resemblance to Western television hero Bret Maverick. Rockford is sometimes assisted (and sometimes deterred) in his cases by friends Dennis Becker (a police detective), Evelyn "Angel" Martin (his cowardly former cellmate) and pretty Beth Davenport (his lawyer). Written by
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The address of Rockford's trailer was 29 Cove Road, Malibu, but the trailer was actually in a parking lot which was portrayed as either for a public beach or for a restaurant located on the opposite end of the parking lot. Paradise Cove Beach Cafe, an actual restaurant which still (as of 2014) exists, was where Rockford often went for Mexican food. Additionally, in a few episodes, there were references to Paradise Cove, or Cove Road, as the part of Malibu where Rockford lived. The address of that actual restaurant is 28128 Pacific Coast Highway (the address of the actual entry signs for both the restaurant and the development, thereby being the approximate real address for the trailer, with the fictional address of 29 Cove Road not then existing. In the time since the series ended, a "luxury" mobile home park (with prices up to $4 million) has been developed, adjacent to the parking lot for the restaurant, and overlapping the spot where Rockford's trailer was located during the series. It is named Paradise Cove MH Park, and where there is now a Cove Road within the development. As a side note, on the restaurant's website www.paradisecovemalibu.com, there is a picture of the beach (third picture in the slide show), with the distinctive promontory cliff, where Rockford often walked during the series, usually with a female guest character, or occasionally alone, when Rockford was being introspective. See more »
Throughout the series, the Los Angeles Police Department responds to calls at Rockford's trailer in Malibu although it is not part of their jurisdiction. The Los Angeles County Sheriff would be the proper agency. See more »
Yeah, well, we got snarled up in a case in August. I ended up doing 90 days on a county honor farm.
Well, I'm sorry about that, Jim, but I had my client's interests to protect and you did break into that hotel room.
What client? Who where you working for? Nobody seemed to know.
Well, that was kind of a strange one, those 3 little boys hired me.
The triplets? They were only 8 years old.
Yeah well when their folks were killed by the mob, I kind of took 'em in. Finally, I made arrangements for ...
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The credits for guest stars, writers and other upper-level crew did not always appear right away, sometimes appearing as late as ten minutes into the episode. See more »
What the hell kind of a detective is this? The guy's not strong jawed, self-righteous and brave, and he seldom even carries a gun, much less shoots anyone. Since he consistently gets stiffed by his clients, he has to live hand to mouth in a cheesy trailer in a parking lot. (The trailer, incidently, is only crummy on the outside. Inside, it's comfortable, well furnished and clean, much like Rockford's character.)
Even the cops in this excellent series are presented as human, not as cardboard heroes. They've got the same pecking order problems at work that most of us have. In fact, ALL of the characters in this series seem to have some depth.
One of the most amazing things about the show's plots is that they hardly ever had to be resolved by gunfire because the writers were too lazy to come up with anything else.
Jim Garner's charm was a big part of the show's success, but it was the superb writing that made "The Rockford Files" so consistently entertaining. Many of the stories would have made first rate movies, particularly some of the two parters.
I'll never forget Angel begging Rockford for help after getting himself thoroughly enmeshed with the mob through his own stupidity and greed. Rockford chews him out, explains exactly why he ought to let him go right down the drain, and challenges him to come up with one good reason he should help him.
"Because you're my friend," Angel says, leaving Rockford without a comeback.
A friend like that, I could use.
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