Today’s Nancy Drew, however, is all about eating her cake near the ocean, and you know what? Good for her. Anyway, she disappears in Season 3 because in 1979, ABC assumed that everybody was hot for Shaun Cassidy and his fabulously feathered mane. Somehow despite being buried in synthetic fabrics, Nancy catches the eye of Parker Stevenson’s Frank Hardy, although they’re all too devoted to their job to act upon their hormones. Generation Xers know her as a late-'70s adventuress played by Pamela Sue Martin who wore pantsuits and high-necked baggy coats. Maybe if the mystery takes place in warm weather she shows a little arm or a slight bit of décolletage. That’s Nancy Drew, the teen detective shown on scores of 1960s book jackets wearing skirts that hit her just below the knee and blouses locked down to the top button. I repeat: Nancy Drew is hooking up, y’all. The culprit we soon see, is some furious ham-smacking taking place on a nearby mattress between a dude and.holy cow, it’s Nancy. Is the culprit an unbalanced load in a nearby washing machine? Is somebody struggling with a heavy object that refuses to budge? Nope. Following a brisk table-setting monologue and a flashback montage of the life events that made our girl detective the woman she is today, the scene briskly cuts to a close up of shelves shaking, making the metal cans and other objects shudder as a loud thunk! thunk! thunk! sounds in the vicinity.
When first tuning into The CW's adaptation of "Nancy Drew," it takes a second to register what we’re witnessing, this being the classic teen sleuth that our parents loved and all.
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