Saturday, April 16, 2016

That 70's Show and Tell




As I usually do during my two-week breaks from work, I visited the storage unit to unload some recently purchased nostalgia into the endless trough we call "the past."  I go through my old writings....from the late 70's through college....and it amazed me how similarly my writing style was to now....my God...have I evolved?  Should I have evolved?  My high school entries had the same cynical outsider perspective that clouds the satirical musings I pump up now after fifty.  I nearly shocked myself seeing these things.

But I never wrote after college, through the eighties and nineties.  After arriving in Austin, I wrote again...but more with an ear toward quirky indie films.  But, as I have been spiraling into nostalgia over the past five or so years, my musings have been bookending with my youthful attempts at wit.

Lacking a decent segue, I'll just reference the theme of my blog site and say....hey, the seventies!!!  Not sure if it's a complete fear of robot takeovers or a chilling lack of control I feel our lives take in this corporatized world we live in...but I must say I find the utmost comfort in the warm memories I have from the decade of Watergate and Disco, the immediate post-Manson malaise, the Vietnam wind-down and hangover from assassinations and revolutions.

My new pop culture standards revolve around the time period from, say 1968 to the late seventies.  And with the resurgence of vinyl culture, the smells and textures of the time are really hitting me hard.  I am now searching out used vinyl....not so much for the extremely satisfying crackle of needle on groove, but for those covers.  The famous Herb Alpert cover with the "whip cream girl" was Mad Men to a tee...but by the late sixties the martini themes and Jack Davis soundtrack cartoons  were overtaken by the cheesiest mashups of polyester and   perms that can be imagined in a SDS fever dream.

Speaking of the sixties, there was the newly-old discovery, for this one, of previous decade's comics and toys.  Associated with the seventies, was the musty smell of attic attached to ephemera from the sixties..in a strange way, that became part of this discussion.  The comic books at the time were fantastic silver-age classics:  Marvel, DC, Harvey, Archie...Gold Key for the TV tie-ins and the crassly underachieving Charlton titles.  Mad Magazine and Cracked covered the naughty bits (as well as DC's "Plop!"--my personal favorite).  And as long as we are on the topic of mags....I will unabashedly proclaim my grand esteem for the seventies Playboys.  Not as "hip" as the sixties nor as "cool" as the eighties...the Me Decade's Periodicals of Sin were the perfect blend of hippie ethos and warholian dysfunction.

The television was groundbreaking.  Silly escapist fare gave way to a politically incorrect yet groundbreaking topicality that was  never duplicated as the eighties churned out escapist fare, Reaganesque family dynamics and later a self-aware ironic unspooling of the medium itself ("Married..with Children").  The seventies provided the final gasp of the three network (plus PBS) paradigm.  News was breaking and infrequent.  Tabloid TV was in its infancy.  Game shows were cocktail parties.  Saturday mornings were LSD-inspired magic tempered by Peggy Charron's educational histrionics.

My film going was relegated to Disney fare.  But the edited versions of the classics as Movies-of-the Week were shocking and new.  Re watching all the gritty,  hardcore fare from Altman, Lumet, Raefelson, Pakula, Nichols, Penn and Ashby along with the young bucks such as Speilberg, Lucas, Coppolla, Scorsese, and Depalma--only cemented for me the hazy and daring output at the time.  I never saw Corman films...but I knew the posters....and once again, BANG!

No matter how sordid and dis inspiring, news clips from the seventies carry a certain misguided gravitas...film was still much in vogue for sports and news stories.  The colors of the time were always "fall-ish": brown and green....with a dash of psychedelic flower power (sort of like those bathtub decals).

Of course, the yacht rock sounds of the Carpenters and countless others add to that melancholic feel of the times.  That's the tip of the iceberg when you want to move into the realms of hair metal and disco and the new country and funk....it goes on and on.

Add the already-decaying mid century architecture to the mix and you've got a cornucopia of styles and designs to make the most bohemian of hipsters unashamedly bawl in delight.

I guess my POINT is just that there is a visceral feel, look, odor and sound to the times.  Being a kid during these years just enhances my memories as I was using all these media to escape from the oppressive South Texas tropes into the colorful universe of both coasts....the metropolitan, 16 millimeter grime of New York...and the hazy sun-baked sound stage decadence of LA.  By way of 45's, 33's, silver age comics, four networks on color TV and thick spined magazines you're not old enough to buy.


Saturday, November 28, 2015

Non-Cynical Boomer Holiday Memories




Not mine, but close enough
The overarching internal conundrum within my aching aging bones involves the ever-evolving conflict with my current angst and railing regarding the corporate takeover of the world and my chestnut memories of the holiday season which were spiced and seasoned with the same cynical manipulative persuasive pro-consumer enticements I rail against.

So I will happily digest youtube clips of a dopey 1972 toy TV commercial over a 2015 holiday-tinged politically correct snarky Black Friday mobile-app blowout micro-clip (or whatever they call it nowadays).   And I’m not alone.

Why does the Rankin Bass machine (highlighted by the phenomenon of Rudolph--and the Charlie Brown specials rank among the most enduring form of holiday entertainment?  It’s the sweet simplicity and lack of pretense. 


But this isn’t a cranky opinion piece.  I just wanted to establish my hypocrisy up front so that it is clear it all comes down to selling something, no matter the era.  I just wanted to benignly and politely share the following memories:

As an only child television pretty much formed my sensibilities “back in the day.”  Even though there were family gatherings and that dynamic was a huge joy for me, I always managed to find a TV to hole up in front of to watch whatever offerings the networks or some obscure UHF station were offering as we visited Waco or Austin.  Back then, thanks to syndication, one didn’t have the same cable offerings during travel as today. 
Dilemma

Visiting a different city (even 100 miles away) could send you into a brand new world with different sitcom reruns or local kid’s shows with cartoons you never heard of.  Channel 11 from Fort Worth had Slam Bang Theater with the Three Stooges and Felix the Cat.  On my visits to the distant lands tens of miles away, we could pick those up (with old-school cable) and no one knew where I was when we arrived--I crawled into the TV “dens” or “studies” as soon as possible to start consuming cultural differences.

However, at home in San Antonio (pre-1973), attending every
McDonald’s opening and gorging myself on Krofft Saturday Morning offerings and reading silver age Hanna Barbera comics and ordering Scholastic books and listening to Disney records made up my spare time.  So with that as base, it’s easy to ascertain the fabric of my seasonal joys:  Media.

It’s funny how the homey snow-village hearth obsessed version of the holidays, while clearly of an earlier time and lacking in antennas, was refined through the media representations.  My parents may have actually experienced those things but I related to the idea of that little berg.  There were the animated specials by Hanna-Barbera and
others that fed into the depiction.  A sweet made for television film
that was set in such a village (yet contemporary) was requiredviewing each year and despite it’s depressing tone put me in the mood much as “The Christmas Story” did for the next generation.  Of course I will rewatch today a “very special” holiday edition of Lucy or Mary or Bob or the Bunkers and Bradys, the Clampetts and Cunninghams.






And of course, the Manhattan environs of Buffy, Jody and the Jeffersons were perfect fodder for the holiday escapades.  Which leads me to:



Thanksgiving is the gateway to the shopping…ahem…goodwill season and the Macy’s Parade was a complete blast with the “Miracle on 34th street” location.  I loved the idea of New York during the holidays (although I had never been there…again representation). 
Those were the years before Times Square was cleaned up…the “Taxi Driver” years….but that parade ran down a Disney-fied Broadway with lots of clean, safe grime-free holiday cheer.  Even in San Antonio, I could grasp at some of that utopitan urbanity
Joske'
when I visited the Christmas Wonderland at Joske’s downtown (now the Rivercenter Mall).  I cannot express the joy of those memories…the train that ran through the village, the fake snow, the piped-in carolers and of course Santa himself…was it the same santa from North Star Mall I wondered?

Although the weather in South Texas could sometimes be balmy at this time of year, we could be blessed with a “brown”
Thanksgiving, with football games on inside and played outside (in crisp clean air).  The “white” Christmas was rare though.  But any amount of frigidity certainly helped.  I still have the little Christmas village with the fake snow (now yellowed--well) and the little houses (now barely holding together).  This little neighborhood was always packed away in the same musty little suitcase (still in pretty good shape actually) which is just a part of the memories as the contents themselves.  Funny how that is.

I still have the ornaments that we put up on the tree.  I don’t put up a
tree anymore but with my entire obsessive-compulsive family unit, alterations to the tree attire were almost non-existent for decades.  The stockings made by my aunt made regular appearances as did that one gingerbread ornament which looked so real I almost ate it a couple of times (there is a bite mark or two).  We did morning presents which changed to the night before as my
parents got older.  I remember the time when Christmas landed on Saturday and my folks had to compete with the cartoons for my attention.  But most of the games I got--Kooky Carnival, Operation, any offering from Shaper--reminded me of the commercials on TV that hawked them.  Unless some idiot chose to give my UNDERWEAR or SOCKS or a SWEATER for Christmas.  You see, I wasn’t much different than today’s kids.  I realize that. 



I still had the cassette tape as my Dad, pretending to be St. Nik, was testing out the new-fangled tape recorder (wow!) he got me.  Unfortunately, the tape, consisting of my father reading the instructions into the mike and my Mom in the background making the coffee (Mrs. Clause I guess I was to surmise) broke and cannot be retrieved.  Well, it was 1970 after all.  I should be glad no evidence exists of my spoiled tantrums over the gifts I opened that
had no brand-name or comic character attached.  Anything Hot Wheels or the lesser Matchbox elicited untold joy however.  Especially if they had the little magic gas pumps.  To this day, I have no idea how those little gas pumps made the cars run.  I guess I can Google it.

I generally forgot about all these tropes during the eighties and nineties when the holiday season became about parties  (well, that’s a people thing right?).  As the lines between fiction and reality became blurred thanks to vociferous cinema attendance, the
Christmas get togethers became fertile soil for possible romantic hookups, trembling parking lot encounters, and the resulting self-fulfilling depression and loneliness (however bittersweet--tinged with seasonal joy).    And of course, having a small business, buying presents for clients and close friends and relatives became a rather tiresome yet rewarding experience.  I can’t say that media didn’t play a huge part in later years as the rollout of the Holiday Tentpole films excited me to no end. 



But the holidays are a quiet time now.  In my “waxing nostalgic” faze I will get some eggnog and rum (that’s the “party” part nowadays) and settle in with a marathon of Rudolph and Charlie Brown with the unpacked village suitcase sitting nearby waiting to be unpacked.  I put up a few decorations for my Mom in her little apartment--not much room for a tree--and she says that’s all right but I know she would love to have all the trappings up the holiday in her gaze.  Currently, a large part my job involves decorating for the holidays for a store so my enthusiasm wanes when on the homefront. 

But it’s fun to bring back all that at my job.  I hang old cheesy
holiday albums featuring cartoon characters and media celebrities from the ceiling and sneak in a lot of golden books and tattered decorations to fill out the décor.  Sometimes a boomer or slacker will come in and marvel. 

Aside from that, when all the razmataz is stripped out, you realize it comes down to being with loved ones, if only for a day…seeing old friends in person (infrequent in the age of Facebook)…and appreciating what you have been blessed with rather than what you lost or don’t possess.  It’s OK to hold on to those old memories but what is left are the ingredients of a quiet celebration of gratitude and selflessness, a celebration that at it’s core celebrates the Reason for the Season.






Saturday, September 19, 2015

"Carter Country"



Two sad things happened a couple of months ago:  The loss of TV producer Bud Yorkin and the cancer diagnosis of former President Jimmy Carter.  There was an interesting connection between these two in the year after Carter became the leader of the free world.

Yorkin was best-known for his collaborations with uber-producer Norman Lear in the seventies.  Not only did the two work together in television starting in the late fifties, but they continued with films in the sixties--Yorkin directed Lear's "Divorce, American Style" for
Yorkin and Lear
instance.  But when the two devised the ill-fated pilots for a videotaped sitcom based on a British hit "Til Death Do Us Part," little did they know that their persistence would change the face of television.

There is no need to re-hash the phenomenon that was "All in the Family."  Before Lear and Yorkin (together as "Tandem" Productions) brought to CBS two spin-offs from that show--"Maude" begets "Good Times"--Yorkin took a heavier producing hand to Tandem's second mega-hit, this time on NBC, "Sanford and Son."  A second British remake, this was the first American TV series to portray the African American experience as something other than the glossy,  whitewashed, and  condescending safety of "Julia," "Room 222," or Bill Cosby's multiple sixties series.  Sadly, however, this new junkyard hit revealed a stark thrust backwards in its stereotypes and slapstick--avoiding the controversial topics save the irony of a racist who is himself a minority citizen.

In the meantime, "Good Times" struggled with cast issues due to the decreasing influence of its black story-runners and the ever-increasing prevalence of the mid-seventies fascination with catch-phrase characters (JJ's "Dyno-Mite!").  By the time Lear spun of "The Jeffersons"--also falling prey to the same dilemma while exhibiting bravery in its depiction of a bi-racial relationships--Tandem became TAT and Yorkin formed a new company, TOY, with Saul Turtletaub and Bernie Orenstein.

After Sanford's "Grady" spinoff and the failed Sanford continuation "Sanford Arms," TOY moved to ABC and piggybacked on the Sanford success with "What's Happening!!," a comic
version of the more grim feature film, "Cooley High."  With Duwayne, Rerun, Raj, Mama, Shirley and Dee, the socio-level was amped up to middle-class but the antics stayed true to the  insult-slinging hi-jinks that by this time--post Mary Tyler Moore/early MASH and plopped squarely in the new ascendancy of the T and A/Happy Days revolution--sitcoms were back in the Vietnam-era business of escapism and mindless franchises.

Now on the political front, Americans were completely disillusioned with post-Watergate Washington.  Even though the Nixon/Ford years gave birth to TV's golden age of comedy in teh early seventies, the surprising election of an unkown Georgia governor to President--representing the USA's populist and strangely spiritual left-turn--heralded inanity in boob tube comedy.

I can remember the early SNL jokes and skits about Carter the peanut farmer and the constant coverage of his Plains family as a punchline--brother Billy and his beer brand, mother Lillian, et. al.--and a brief absence of heated political rancor as Carter was branded "God's gift to the White
Billy and a peanut.
House."  Well, many will argue as to his effectiveness as a world leader to this day, but few will doubt his integrity and measured intelligence.  Arguably, he may have been the last president who relied more on moral instinct and less on polls and political gurus.

So it was in this environment that Yorkin and his colleagues introduced the sitcom "Carter Country" in the midst of super-programmer Fred Silverman's revamping of ABC into the masturbatory powerhouse that included "Charlie's Angels" and "Three's Company."  An odd choice, yet reflective of a "trending" topic, the sitcom placed itself squarely in the confines of Carter's own home territory.  Sometimes mistaken as a remake of the Acaemy Award winning film from a decade earlier "In the Heat of the Night," the program's resemblance was limited only to the setting and fish out of water scenario.  That being said, the basic plot was was southern police chief (Victor French) being forced to work with big-city educated black sergeant (Kene Holliday).  And as Chief Mobey, French played a lovable  redneck who's
prejudices were only unintentional and bred by environment (as opposed to Lear's Archie Bunker--less lovable and more dangerous).  Sergeant Baker's main conflicts resided with various residents of Clinton Corners (yes, that was the name of the town)  whose bigotry was a bit more, shall we say, realistic.  But lessons were learned and situations were resolved in true sitcom form as "Carter Country" did for the racist South what "Hogan's Heroes" did for Nazi Germany.   It was a dark version of Mayberry--with a live studio audience.

I remember watching this show upon it's premiere in the fall of 1977 at the height of the ABC "We're the One" resurgence.  Premiering the same month as "Soap,"  and slotted right before Redd Foxx's controversial new post-"Sanford" variety Show, the series didn't quite carry the taboo cache of those programs and somehow managed to slip into a second season unnoticed and unheralded.  ABC did manage to get a catch-phrase out of the show:  Cuddly yet corrupt Mayor Burnside would utter a terse "Handle-it, handle-it" to his backwoods inferiors.  The only thing of pop-culture interest that came of the series was a short recurring character played a young Melanie Griffith--cub reporter for the local paper.

Falling victim to the same level of progressive political-incorrectness as many other seventies sitcoms, we will probably never see this one on DVD.  Holliday went on to be a regular on "Matlock" and French continued to be a part of "Little House on the Prairie" and do character parts.  TOY produced a mild "Soap" ripoff called "13 Queens Blvd" with Eileen Brennan and Jerry Van Dyke, paired with "The Ropers" to no avail.  And in 1982, the company brought back Mickey Rooney to star with two kids (Dana Carvey and Nathan Lane) in "One of the Boys" about a geezer rooming with a couple of college boys.  Yorkin went back to features such as "Twice in a Lifetime" with Gene Hackman and the "Arthur" sequel.

Here's the proof:  Enjoy the snazzy theme-music while you are at it.





Monday, May 18, 2015

My Letter to Dave



Dear Dave,

You always portrayed an outsider, looking at your guests askance.  The audience related to you as you warily eyed your eccentric guests…sneering and jousting….and as you recognized the “good guys”--the honest to goodness heroes of Our Great Land.  And you captivated the growing masses of cynical viewers who were growing weary of how the revolutionary media environment of the seventies was already lapsing into the Reagan era of contrived family pablum.  And as a young audience member with a voracious appetite for all things Hollywood, you spoke to me.

My first encounter with you was when you were a cast member on Mary Tyler Moore’s failed ensemble variety show.  Co-castmember Michael Keaton recently regaled the youngsters with the clip of you--the gangly weatherman--uncompfortably doing dance routines. You hated it.  You seemed to me the “grouchy” character--the outsider looking in.  Even then.  After a character part on “Mork and Mindy” (which I somehow missed at the time, sorry) and many appearances on Carson, NBC gave you that hour slot after the Today Show replacing “Sanford and Son” reruns. Since it premiered during the summer before my senior year I was able to partake.

In the summer of ’80, SNL lost the last of it’s original Not Ready for Prime Time Players, remember?..mostly to movie and Broadway careers.  Lorne Michaels left the show as it was ready to embark on it’s ill-fated 1980 season with all new castmembers (including the only breakout:  Eddie Murphy!).  ABC’s drug-fueled SNL clone called “Fridays” was now the king of late night subversion, but only for limited audiences leading to a short run.  The Canadian SCTV troop was making inroads through syndication.  Variety was dead and the sitcoms were returning to Mayberry with “Alice,” “Flo,” and “Dukes of Hazzard” topping Prime Time.  So your morning show, Dave,  was a welcome but ill-scheduled surprise.  If youngsters youtube some clips from this program, they will see some of the most daring and shocking comedy of the time--and it aired between news and game shows!  How do you feel about that, Dave? The “feel” of that show was so off-putting at the time, hazy--sort of druggy-- out of place, weird, almost like a public access show spoofed to death in years to come….but you were Dave, Dave.  Thanks for leaving some clips up, I know it must be hard on you.  I do wish I had convinced one of my school buddies to let me have his Jimmie Walker comedy 8-track--only I knew that you were his head writer on that!

So flash-forward to my freshman year in college.  When I think of my little wood-toned Sony color TV, I remember the resurgence of NBC which had struggled with mediocre programming during Fred Silverman’s “Big Event” experiments.  Gary Coleman provided the only ratings.  You remember…you were guest hosting Tonight in these years.  I luxuriated among the new classics:  “Hill Street Blues,” “St. Elsewhere,” “SCTV Network” (replacing SNL as appointment viewing), the new sitcom “Cheers” ready for takeoff.  As I adjusted to life in a dorm--away from Mom and Dad--I found a new home, a new family with you and your crew nightly starting February 1, 1982.

“Late Night with David Letterman” was basically the morning show with more edge and the repressed sardonic wit was allowed to flourish.  A complete antidote to “The Tonight Show”s establishment feel.  Carson was still the only game in town on the networks.  Merv, Mike Douglas and Dinah were syndicated in the seventies.  Phil Donohue was emerging to take the daytime talk format into the wastelands of dysfunction and crudity.    Watching “Late Night” on my little Sony in Elliott Hall is such a loaded memory I can’t help but co-mingle your popular coming-out with my own stunted growth.

When Bill Murray, fresh off of “Stripes” emerged as your first guest that night, one could tell you had fans from inside the Hollywood establishment, a begrudging acknowledgement I’m sure.  With SNL out of commission until Lorne returned in ’85, you were the only game in town when one was looking for irreverence.   Somehow you could do a “Velcro suit” gag--stupid as it sounds--but couched in your wink wink nod nod sensibility, it seemed “cool.”  And this was the genius of Stupid Pet Tricks and Larry “Bud” Melman and Monkeycam: you elevated inane schtick into a pseudo-hip phenomenon. 

Dave, one of the aspects of your early years that I found completely enthralling was actually borrowed.  Sorry.   But your humility always allowed for a deference to past groundbreakers and I’m sure you’d agree.  When you would have a camera on the street and comment on the people walking by, you were --in a sideways manner--paying tribute to the great Steve Allen’s observational comedy from the fifties and sixties.  Your visual gags could evoke Ernie Kovaks.  This is why some refer to you as a Great Broadcaster.  Hell, Johnny never went outside the studio, did he? You used the medium of television in a way that had been forgotten.  As you did the drive-through window bits in the 90’s, your show  was referencing your own earlier schtick.  I will never forget the banter during a studio walk-through you did with Willard Scott (also a  great broadcaster) which had me in stitches.  During those years, Dave-watchers (is that OK?)  were the only Texans introduced to  these quirky and gritty urban legends: Hunter S. Thompson, Brother Theodore, Fran Leibowitz, Harvey Pekar, Howard Stern.  Crazy stunts by Crispin Glover and Andy Kaufman were rarely questioned in their authenticity--before the staged “trending” culture we have now.  As a matter of fact, Dave, you provided more Youtube moments before Youtube than anyone at the time.

MTV was taking off in the early 80’s…and “Cool” was becoming “Unhip.”  By commenting on the ridiculousness of pop culture (while actually contributing to it) you became the antithesis of market-driven entertainment.  That is the Dave I have missed during the CBS years.

The late eighties were a blur to me.  With all the changes that come with career choices and newfound freedoms--apartment living, new friends, horrifying possibilities and the inherent escapes--I don’t know how I had time to watch your show.  Somehow I fit you  in.  As Clooney told you the other night, you just become part of one’s night.  With the VCR, I taped you and watched you the next day….the best of all worlds!

As a matter of fact, your sensibilities became so intertwined with mine, I copied your act on a public access talent-variety show.  I borrowed your sardonic humor and even had my own Paul Schaffer who used sound effect and music cues of my own selection in the same way you used yours.  What makes it all the more bizarre, was that  I was one of the few English-speakers on a show that catered to an Hispanic audience.  Actually, you would have loved it, Dave. Much as you wore your natty suit with sneakers and a bad haircut, I sadly did the same.  I still had hair then, Dave.  So with my geeky appearance…sort of button-down, my vast knowledge of vintage television, my off-putting sense of humor and my complete sense of estrangement from any particular group--especially the group I was in front of, I became you in San Antonio. 

As television became an increasingly smaller part of my life--with work and theater taking over--,my devotion to you fell by the wayside.  By the time your  transition to CBS occurred--with all the accompanying controversy and hoopla, rememer?--I was following with scant attention.  But I did watch enough to generate some memories of your first years on CBS.  (Sometimes I confuse memories of those early CBS years with your NBC years--such as the Manky Patinkin/Tony Randall skits).  And when did you stop those brilliant “interviews” with Charles Grodin?  Do you guys still talk?

I’m sorry I lost touch with you, Dave.  Mostly after you moved to CBS.  What with more theater, more work, commitments, relationships…my television compadres were limited to prime time must see comedians like Seinfeld, Reiser, and “Frasier” on your old network.  I’d visit occasionally.  And I was one of your few defenders when you hosted the Oscars! (What was all the bitching about?)  By now, even SNL found it’s footing thanks to Hartman, Hooks et.al.  Actually, you had a hand in giving showcases to so many of the newer talent gracing Lorne’s stage--Sandler, McDonald, Farley and the rest of the young SNL Rat Pack.  Now, Dave, the guys coming up in the world also came up in your world…like I did.  You are now becoming a Kingmaker.  Much like the newly retired Carson was.

Well, Dave, upheavals in my life….huge events good and bad, major losses, great wins….led to a move to Austin to become a filmmaker.  By now, my time was filmed with, well, film.  Regular TV viewing was limited to a few programs throughout my self-prescribed cinema master class. 

So I wasn’t there for you during your heart surgery.  I hadn’t started contemplating my own mortality yet.  You were as old then as I am now.  Wow. 

And, Dave, I wasn’t with you when “comedy” changed after that fateful day in 2001.  When you and Tina Fey--the queen of SNL--and Leno and all the rest decided it was best to “keep America laughing” and “celebrate our heroes.”  It was sincere, Dave, and I share your anguish over world events….but it did kill comedy.  The edge was gone as politicians now used you and other comedy shows for stump speeches.  Jon Stewart was ushering in the news as a comedy show to reach those young people….like you reached my generation…to use comedy as a sharp beacon of the truth rather than skirt the painful realities.  But, Dave, I quit you around this time.  Your guests were deferential to you and afraid to rile you.  The audience applauded at every line you provided, funny or not.  The Top Ten list had a corporate sponsor.  You allowed politicians on your show to promote their agendas.  Movie stars became your admirers and a mutual appreciation society was formed.  But you still kept to yourself.  As a matter of fact, you may have become more insular than ever.  You were now an institution.  And I could barely watch.

You just became part of the news cycle with your scandals now.  I always admired how you stayed out of the limelight, but now….Hey, I had lost my edge by this time as well.  My performing was relegated to short student film appearances, character actor stuff. 

So, Dave, a year after I turn fifty I see you retiring in your late sixties.  And you aged.  Not in a bad way, but I think “Where did those years go?”  As I watch the parade of VIPs…Presidents and Movie stars…I feel I missed your party.  I wasn’t there, Dave.  Sorry.  I missed your boat and mine.  So I watch with a wistful regret.  My eyes tear up when I see those comics (who I remember starting) pay loving tributes to what you did for their careers.  I nod my head in agreement when celebrities recount their first visits on your NBC couch.  As I watch you, nearing retirement, I sense a retirement of my own. 

I hate to admit it, because you probably could care less, but you were a huge influence on my life.  Whether it was corny local TV, theater performances, drunk party bits, young salesman ice-breakers…..coping….coping with a “world I never made” (Howard the Duck, you know the reference, Dave?)  Appreciating those that blazed the trail before us, recognizing those that stand out beyond the grand morass of digital entertainment, calling out the frauds and the fakes….your tastes and my tastes were the same.  I realize that now. 

You said in your new Rolling Stone interview that you were “motivated by fear and guilt.”  Dave, I feel the same way.  Your neuroses and mine are probably extremely similar.  Although I have never shied from the limelight--if I had ever been in your position, who knows?--I too am an outsider, an observer, ready to comment, condemn or congratulate.  But in my way, I’ve dangerously flirted with movie goddesses; supported dreams of others--opened up avenues for burgeoning talent; kept open that window to the past-- to nurture and inspire rather than to escape. But where we are different, Dave, is whether or not you want it--you are a superstar.  It’s uncomfortable watching you be a hesitant rock star….probably because you and I were the same--once.  And part of me wishes I could partake in your success rather than be sitting here writing this thing no one will read.

  Doesn’t it belong to both of us?  I felt your pain, to quote one of your favorite leaders.

Dammit, Dave I was told in high school that I would be the next Johnny Carson.  When I met Jay Leno in a Hollywood bookstore, he signed his copy of “Headlines” to “my replacement.”  I wanted to listen to all those stories….I’ve always been a great listener.  I’ve wanted to be a “great host”!  My life has been a talk show.  And for thirty-three years, you were the producer.

For that, I thank you, Dave.  And thanks for the memories.

Saturday, May 2, 2015

Memories...A little more than a corner of my mind


I’m giving myself less than an hour and a beer to write this note on nostalgia.  Every once in a while I go  through our family storage unit.  I love that.  I was told once that we hoard old shit (clippings etc) because we are afraid to lose the memories.  Well, that’s fine…I don’t want to lose the memories.  My memories give me strength, my memories are what build my character, my memories guide me when I need to remember WHO I was and WHAT I did; my memories remind me of who loved me and when; my memories balance out any unhealthy and wrongheaded assumptions time may gift me with. 

I have many trunks in that storage unit.

1.  The big trunk has all my childhood stuff:  souvenir programs, maps, old postcards I collected, items from my four years at Friday Mountain Boys Camp near Austin (used targets, woodcrafts), cartoons I drew and sent to cartoon studios, toys I won through the back of cereal boxes, McDonald’s chatchkis (yes, sorry..you have no idea the joy of each and every “opening” in those days), my dad’s souvenirs from his days in various organizations…usually gags and plaques, photos and photos and photos I memorized over the years of my treasured visits with family:  Aunt Fan and her extended clan in Austin; Uncle Bob and family in Waco, Uncle Jim and his family in Ponca City.  Items of note from myriad trips to Port Aransas, Nuevo Laredo, Junction (one of my grandmothers) and our myriad Grand Canyon/Las Vegas trips.  Plus all my report cards and accolades (yes, there were those) from two years at Lanark Daycare Center, two years at a private Catholic school, St Thomas More (I was the only non-Catholic in the entire school save Mrs. Wolf), one year at the military academ San Antonio Academy. and then the lake years:  McQueeney Elementary, AJB middle school (Seguin).  Plus lots of school clippings of my fun years in drama and speech activities at Seguin High School.  There is a subsection of stuff from my four years at Southwest Texas State University mostly including materials related to my activities in Alpha Kappa Psi, a co-ed business fraternity.  And lots of “love” letters from unrequited loves over the years:  Farrah-maned cheerleaders (I wish), South African transfer students (a long-distrance treat), and cute sales clerks from my first job at Montgomery Ward at Windsor Park Mall.  My first autographs are in there:  Iron Eyes Cody, Myron Floren, Forrest Tucker and the cast of Johnny Be Good (my first film…pizza boy number two…number one was John Hawkes himself!)

2.  The next trunk has all the comic books I bought from the late 1960’s through the early 80’s.  I cannot describe the joy of walking into those convenience stores and picking a comic….or going to a flea market and finding an older one for CENTS I tell you.  I have since bought the same comics online for twenty dollars each or more.  And reading them at taverns while Dad knocked back a few.  In retrospect, that was pretty damn cool.  At first I got Gold Key and Charlton, some Dell…..TV and cartoon tie-ins were huge.  I spent most of my time in front of a TV…mostly Saturday morning cartoons.  In the seventies, it was a wonderful time for TV….the best sitcoms (I watched most of them); the most LSD inspired kids shows (Krofftt: Sesame Street started on my watch), action and Sci-Fi unparalleled (Charlie’s Angels and Six Million Dollar Man); variety and game shows which were basically cocktail parties; and the reruns consisted of the best from the “innocent” 60’s--in living color (Star Trek, Wild Wild West, Brady Bunch, Hooterville and Mayberry).   Back to comics: later I started getting DC, Marvel, Harvey and Archie titles….especially weirder ones like Plop (DC) and Mad House (Archie).  And flea markets provided a treasure trove of Dells which I had no idea existed outside of my 1976 overstreet.  I have every comic I bought in this trunk and they smell great.  I have all of the Hanna Barbera comics catalogued and organized in bags, boards and boxes.

21/2:  This is a heaven for cartoon freaks...my Hanna Barbera collection....toys, records, Viewmasters, dolls, coloring books, Golden books, Big Little Books, Kenner Give-A-Show projector slides, frame tray puzzles, models.....everything Hanna  Barbera.  I have no idea why I kept or started collecting this stuff.  Since I was a kid, I drew the HB characters...Flintstones, Yogi Bear, Jetsons etc....and something about the simplicity of these  guys really spoke to me.  The promo tie-ins, the Hoyt Curtin music, the schtick.  Rather than waxing on the theatrical classics from WB, MGM, Famous, Lantz or Disney, I was charmed by the "TV toons"....even Jay Ward counts here.  I can't explain the joy of those cheesy TV themes and lines....I wasn't looking for quality, just familiarity.    And my family came from Cahuenga Boulevard in Hollywood.

3.  The next trunk is all the stuff that came with working with my Dad in his promotional products business.  He was one of the pioneers in the business in San Antonio and had damn fine accounts (mostly financial institutions)….He did a lot of cool chatskis for Lone Star Beer (I have great memories of being at the brewery…King William area…and putting together packets for the distributors).  Various samples of koozies, key tags, Quill pens etc which gathered dust in our “showroom” in Monte Vista are present in these bins as well as the FIRST orders placed with my accounts.  I hated sales but my clients turned out to be great friends….that’s why it worked!  Lesson to be learned there.  Plus all his desk items which he obsessive-compulsory touched before he left the office that day.  Any neurosis I have he gladly handed them to me and in my old age I say, “Thanks, Dad” because he loved me and in hindsight I realized what a great man he was.  The stuff includes the Greater SA Chamber of Commerce newsletters which sometimes included some tidbit about my meager contributions to promoting business….other than wisecracks.

4.  There are my parents memories in another trunk.  My dear mother’s items from her years in Waco, Washington DC (during the war) and San Antonio (as an independent career woman in insurance).  Photos of our days at the lake, all the cocktail parties (I think they were called “Attitude Adjustment”)…real interesting folk from this place in the middle of Lake McQueeney called Treasure Island.  They all ran businesses of some sort…a very eclectic and interesting crew of older (hell, my age) people that had one thing in common:  a good time and polyester.  Plus I kept most of the books my mom and dad collected over the years…except the reader’s digest condensed books. 

5.  Another trunk is all theater.  Every program and review from every play I did from 1987 until 1997 in San Antonio.  STAGE at Bulverde, Harlequin Dinner Theater, San Antonio Little Theater (now San Pedro Playhouse), Alamo Street Church, tours with Spear Productions,  Actor’s Theater of SA, Josephine Theater, Steven Stoli Playhouse, and the Jump Start with the Firelight Players.  Also, programs of every play I ever saw during those years.  Those were some of the most productive and creative years of my life….and lifelong friends were made.  When you look at the mess I am today, you would not believe how confident and talented I was then….getting a date was not a problem.  That I can (or will) remember! Hah.

6.  Finally, the Austin trunk.  When I decided to pursue my dream and become a filmmaker on the Third Coast I fell in love with the Austin independent film scene that was less than ten years forward from “Slacker.”  In Austin Filmworks, I met more lifelong friends and co-produced a feature (the director has made quite a name for herself!).  Gripping, pulling cords, still some acting, script supervision, scheduling, producing and writing….Every piece of paper related to every film I worked on is in there….storyboards I drew, call sheets I “minimized”, headshots that are presumed thrown away (hmmmm…)…SXSW and AFF programs…the film festivals were incredible and fresh.  And Alamo Drafthouse guides and Austin Film Society ephemera from the most wonderful self-education in the history of cinema provided by a myriad of special screenings:  foreign flicks, documentaries, indies that will never be seen again, old classics I never saw and those revisited (mostly at the Paramount).  Used videotapes bought at Vulcan Video and Waterloo that were probably viewed by the filmmakers themselves.  The other “half” of my Austin trunk is related to another family: those I worked for in a public relations firm….articles and clippings about those incredible people I came in contact with…some great friends….some of the biggest movers and shakers in Texas….my education in TX politics became part and parcel of my love for Austin…the other part of Austin….which led to my four year long journey through a screenplay melding the world of TX politics and Indie film.  It all came together.

And there are stacks of books and videotapes…all the dvd’s are at home on my wall….

The POINT is…..yes, my life is in that unit….and when I look at the world now, changes I cannot (or maybe will not) keep up with in technology and culture, when business practices are micromangaged to nonsensical proportions for lawsuit-avoidance, when entertainment is not so much dumbed down but trashed out by overt crudity and shock, when politics has turned into the worst form of divisive bile in history (thanks in part to social media) and all the progress I saw in the seventies in terms of civil rights and democratic ideals--in the face of utter disappointment (Watergate, Vietnam), yes…turn into a level of out and out hate that I see now…when I look at this world now….I don’t see that storage unit as a crutch but as strength….as that hope that will return…if we let it.

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

An Ode to Maddie and David: Moonlighting Turns Thirty.



Thirty Years ago today, "Moonlighting" premiered on ABC.

Starring an unknown actor/bartender named Bruce Willis and an ex-movie star diva Cybil Shepherd, this light romantic comedy/mystery took television in a completely new direction.  Occasionally, the fourth wall was broken (hadn't happened since "Green Acres.")  Humor was dark as it was mixed up with light-hearted moments and slapstick.  Witty banter ensued, pages per minute had to have been written, spawning a generation of television viewers weaned on jam-packed dialogue filled with topical, even obscure references. Unattractive nerds were supporting characters, but given non-supporting story lines and a real relationship.  Music was an integral part of the proceedings: an extravagant song and dance number may break out at any moment.

Is it too much to say that without "Moonlighting" there would be no "Ally McBeal," no "Gilmore Girls," no "West Wing," "Lois and Clark," no "Scrubs," no "Six Feet Under," no "Cop Rock," (that's right, forgot?) and no "Game of Thrones."  OK, that last one is a stretch, forget it.

The 80's, the Age of Reagan, was a decade bereft of television viewing after a decade under the influence (the 70's) when I devoured television--mostly sitcoms, Saturday morning shows, CBS's Tiffany lineups, ABC's T and A revolution, NBC's failed big events (all three under Fred Silverman's successive helms.).

During my first college years (before I learned the art of "partying), it was mostly NBC: Hill Street Blues, St. Elsewhere, Fame, Cheers, David Letterman, and SCTV.  All the sitcoms were in their waning years and--with the exception of Taxi, Barney Miller, and WKRP--nothing was worth watching.  CBS allowed the surging 60 Minutes and a new version of Newhart.  ABC provided the nightly news.  During the mid-80's starting a working life, apartment living, alumni affairs and a new pursuit of acting kept my social calendar pretty full except for an occasional foray into the beginnings of NBC Must See TV (let's call it Convenient See TV):  Cosby, Family Ties, Cheers, Golden Girls--I never got into Night Court for some reason.

Some of my friends, fellow alumni from my business fraternity, turned me on to "Moonlighting" during it's second season.  And I was hooked.  The only reason I turned to ABC in the 80's.  I'm so lucky I discovered it.  It's possible that as I had the new freedom to pursue creativity in theater and acting classes, delving into the frothy misadventures of David and Maddie were just the tonic I needed as I was juggling my identity as an up and coming "Yuppie."  Actually, that may have been the magic, the spark for that intoxicating leap into whimsy and unrequited love (up to the last season of course) which fueled so much of the passion for great writing and character development in the 90's.  And that, in turn, led to the new Golden Age of Television, first on cable's premium channels and now on pretty much any and all delivery systems.

During this decade, I spent most of my "me" time in the movie theater, like most of America. The 80's saw a resurgence of the box office after the quality TV of the 70's kept people at home, muffling the pop vibrations of the golden age of 70's cinema.  By 1981,  Spielberg and Lucas laid claim to the world with their franchises.  Summer and Christmas tent poles became the standard of exhibition.  Saturday Night Live (pretty dead during the early 80's except for Mr. Murphy) gave us an entire new cast of comedy legends for film-dom.  Even musicals made a gritty comeback ("Flashdance," "Fame," "Footloose').   John Hughes ushered in the literate and lightly crude  romantic angst that would become the godfather of the "indie" sensibility.  "Moonlighting" fit very well with this new dynamic.

Well, "Rambo" and "Terminator" are a different story.  But then Mr. Willis became the third leg of the Planet Hollywood stool with his new career as a worldwide action hero (thanks to "Diehard" among others) so I guess it all comes around.

"Moonlighting" was appointment television and that didn't occur again until "Twin Peaks" in 1990.  And then NBC started the whole shebang over again with "Seinfeld," "Frasier," "Mad About You," "Friends," "Newsradio" etc etc--all well-written sitcoms in the mold of the best seventies product (see MTM).  But the "will they--won't they" aspect of "Moonlighting" (and Sam and Diane of "Cheers") became a long-running gag in many of these sitcoms:  Niles and Daphne, Rachel and Ross--even "Caroline in the City" used it for it's entire four year run.  Cue "Ally McBeal."

I was fortunate to meet creator Glen Gordon Caron at the Austin Film Festival one year.  He was screening a pilot he did.  I told him he gave me reason to watch TV in the 80's.  He smiled.

I have the first seasons on DVD and I'm afraid to revisit them.  Quite often I am disappointed as time works it's evil on many fine memories of TV and film.  I may find it too precious, too cute, too forced, tired and stale.  Or I may remember that older has-been actress had lit a fire in my heart with her sexy dismissiveness; or how that smart ass guy gave me hope that I, too, may make it on chutzpah and fast-talking patter.  Sometimes, the opposite happens: it's even better.  But the point is--what "Moonlighting" brought to me at that time in my life was priceless and influential.


Wednesday, October 2, 2013

70's SITCOMS EPILOGUE: THE 80'S AND BEYOND



Many of my younger peers have a fondness for the eighties sitcoms in much the same way that I am endeared to the seventies comedies.  I tended to start dropping out of the television habit at a progressive rate due to college  and subsequently life in general.

The first half of the eighties saw a decline in output.  Many of the seventies hits were still generating ratings and were being stretched thin in terms of quality, held on only by strong ratings.  My previous chapter detailed the remaining years of the seventies holdouts.  In this chapter, I will examine the main players of the seventies and where they headed.  I will also look at the eighties in general and how the sitcoms changed and were influenced by the previous decade, itself marked by rapid change.

The four seminal events in that time frame were:

The record-breaking ratings and sociological impact of the final episode of M*A*S*H.

The demise of “Taxi” coinciding with the premiere of the low-rated Cheers, given a chance due to critical acclaim leading to an incredible eleven years run.

The landmark contribution made by The Cosby Show to the fabric of the family sitcom, ushering in a fresh new dynamic in the portrayal of African-American families and creating a new demand for the family sitcom, hearkening back to the fifties but with a more modern sensibility.

The Golden Girls brought back class acts from the seventies to acknowledge an aging audience as the baby boomers started hitting middle age.

By the end of the eighties, sitcoms starting looking more like the fifties and sixties  with some high concept fare (the alien “Alf” for instance and “Perfect Strangers”)  and multitude of family-oriented formats, some becoming inhabited by a new honest reality--not so much political, but economic--mixed with modern crudeness (“Roseanne” and “Married…with Children”).

Let’s look at the major players of the seventies and show where the eighties (and beyond) took  them:

THE NORMAN LEAR UNIVERSE

BUNKER RESIDUE
After revolutionizing sitcoms (and TV in general), Lear settled into more of a consulting role by now.  His programs anchored a hit Sunday night lineup throughout the early 80’s on CBS.  Carroll O’Connor was in charge of “Archie Bunker’s Place.”  Edith was killed off in the second season but Jean Stapleton would make her only other sitcom appearance with Whoopi Goldberg in the TV version of “Baghdad Café.”  Rob Reiner would become a major Hollywood director (“This is Spinal Tap,” “Princess Bride,” and “When Harry Met Sally” among many others.) Sally Struthers returned for a one season spinoff Gloria in 1982 and would join the cast of
Post-Jefferson
movie spin off “Nine to Five” for it's syndicated run.  The Bunker legacy was quietly put to rest in 1983 without fanfare. Later, O’Connor played a different type of racist in the drama “In the Heat of the Night.”  But somehow the household itself would have it’s own series in 1994 (see below). "The Jeffersons” implausibly continued to garner hit ratings for five more years.  Sherman Hemsley would continue as Deacon
Frye in “Amen” and Marla Gibbs, after a quick spin off of her
Fawlty Remake
Florence character “Checking In” would headline 227 (from Lear’s new Embassy label) until 1990.  “One Day at a Time” would continue on with family crises and cast changes and additions until 1984.  Bea Arthur and Rue McLanahan of “Maude” would reunite for “Golden Girls” after Arthur would briefly play the John Cleese part in a “Fawlty Towers” remake called Amanda’s. 

POST SANFORD 
As for the “Sanford and Son” family, Demond Wilson would be one half of the New Odd Couple for Garry Marshall.  Redd Foxx would return during mid season of the 1980 season with the second retooled season of the followup “Sanford” on NBC adding Lawanda Page and Whitman Mayo for good measure.  The series still couldn’t recapture the earlier success.  Foxx went back to ABC with the Redd Foxx Show where he
Read Foxx
played a newsstand owner who befriends a runaway.  After teaming with superstar Eddie Murphy and Richard Pryor in the big screen “Harlem Nights,” Murphy produced The Royal Family (CBS, 1991) re teaming Foxx with Della Reese as a postal worker and his family.  In a tragically ironic moment, Foxx died on the set during taping…clutching his chest with a heart attack.

FUTURE LEAR
Lear’s production company would continue to produce “Diff’rent Strokes,” “Facts of Life,” the spin off Silver Spoons,
80's Trend
Who’s the Boss with Tony Danza (“Taxi”) and Katherine Hellmond (“Soap”), and the aforementioned 227. Sadly, none of these shows offered the bite and satire of the seventies shows. Only the single-season
Cliques in the City
Square Pegs offered a cultural touchpoint by representing the eighties in a high school setting and launching the career of a young Sara Jessica Parker by way of SNL scribe Anne Beatts.

Lear did have a more creative and direct hand in four more series into the nineties which hearkened back to the topicality of year’s past (each bears mention for it’s boldness and a sense of Lear’s balanced yet ironic take on politics and life):
Stereo-tripping
AKA Pablo (ABC, 1984): Paul Rodriquez appropriately played a stand up comedian whose stand up routine-mocking the Latino lifestyle--offended the sensibilities of his traditional Hispanic family.
Sunday Dinner (CBS, 1991):  Robert Loggia played the patriarch of a large Catholic family.  His loving relationship with a younger woman (Teri Hatcher) created a lot of animosity with the traditional values of his grown children (with problems of their own).  Yet it was the girlfriend, who was devoutly religious AND socially liberal--as an environmentalist--who would have a conversation with God in each episode.  The examination of the issues of the day was the closest sitcoms had come to “All in the Family” since that series left the air.
Powers That Be (NBC, 1991).  In this, one of the cleverest political satires, Lear left no one untouched in Clinton-era Washington DC.  John Forsythe was the philandering,
Power-Ful Cast
pandering Democratic Senator.  Holland Taylor (“Two and a Half Men”) played his bitchy Nancy Reagan-esque wife.  He had an anorexic daughter married to a suicidal Representative played by David Hyde White (“Frasier”).  Peter Macnichol (“Ally McBeal”) played the spineless press-aide--a “spin-meister”.  Joseph Gordon Leavett (“Third Rock from the Sun”) played the computer-hacking grandson.  The senior senator Powers even had a Jewish illegitimate daughter who worked with him and dispensed better advice than any of his cronies. 
704 Hauser (CBS, 1994)  Definitely a sign of the times.  In
Parallel Bunker
order to confront the growing neoconservative movement, Lear switched gears on the current tenants of the Bunker household.  John Amos played the father, a traditional working class liberal black man.  His son, however, was a conservative married to a white Jewish woman played by Maura Tierney (“Newsradio”).
As you can see by all these short-term series, Lear was ahead of the curve in examining society and the flaws inherent in dogma in any form.  I suppose this is why he became a consultant to the take-no-prisoners “South Park.”  God bless Norman Lear.
Comedy Lessons

TOY STORY: BUD YORKIN
Lear’s old partner, Bud Yorkin, only produced one more sitcom: 1982’s One of the Boys starring Mickey Rooney as an old guy going back to school and rooming with his
grandson and his buddy played by future stars Dana Carvey and Nathan Lane.  His “What’s Happening,” still a hit through reruns, was brought back with most of the original cast in What’s Happening Now!. The follow-up which was syndicated from 1985 until 1988 featured a young Martin Lawrence in it's final season.  

PRE-R
Saul Tutletaub and Bernie Orenstein--Yorkin’s partners with TOY--went back on their own. On CBS, In the fall of 1984, for Lear’s new production company Embassy Television, the two writers created E/R set in a Chicago emergency room. Film
star Elliott Gould and Mary McDonnell played the two main doctors with George Clooney actually playing a recurring role in a different version of future his breakout show.  Another film star, Karen Black, would appear intermittently as Gould’s ex-wife.  And in order to generate crossover appeal, Sherman Hemsley appeared in the first episode, as George Jeffersons--uncle to one of the nurses (Lynn Moody).  The gimmick didn’t work as "E/R" had much more of a dramatic style than “The Jeffersons.”  Turtletaub and Orenstein would also produce a teen twin romp for NBC called Double Trouble and Jack Klugman's return to sitcoms with John Stamos in "You Again?" (NBC, 1986)

Jack's Back
NRW would continue to produce “The Jeffersons” and “Three’s Company” until 1985.  “Three’s Company” Co-producer Don Taffner would continue the series one more
season as Three’s a Crowd with only John Ritter. Ritter would continue in sitcoms until his surprisingly early death in the 2000s.  Co-produced by Steven Bochco, he played a San Fransisco detective in the seriocomic Hooperman from 1987-1989.  And continued on with Hearts Afire and “8 Simple Things.”  Suzanne Somers would recover from her bad PR regarding her contract disputes and 1981 exit of the show by starring in the syndicated “She’s the Sheriff” and the family hit “Step By Step” while promoting a popular series of books ant tapes related to exercise and health.  

Aaron Ruben who, with an incredible rap sheet that included Andy Griffith and Dick Van Dyke, had co-produced "Sanford and Son" during it's hit run and developed "CPO Sharkey."  In the 80's, he created Teachers Only for NBC.  The faculty included Lynn Redgrave (fresh off of her "House Calls" fiasco) and Norman Fell (fresh off of his "Ropers" fiasco.).  Finally,Mort Lachman, Rod Parker and Hal Cooper, known mostly for “Maude,” created Gimme a Break” (NBC 1981-1987) a 1980’s staple featuring Broadway musical star Nell Carter helping to raise the kids of a crusty cop (Dolph Sweet).  The long run occurred despite constant schedule changes.

MTM ENTERPRISES: 

"Let's Be Careful Out There"
Grant Tinker would carry on the MTM banner not with sitcoms but with high quality dramas:  Stephen Bochco’s “Hill Street Blues” and Bruce Paltrow’s “St. Elsewhere” would set the
tone for dramas with an ironic sense of humor and showcasing the  dark underbelly of warped humanity.  These series would represent the golden age of programming in the eighties.  MTM continued “Lou Grant” until 1982 when star Ed Asner’s left-wing politics ired the CBS brass and they unjustly cancelled the award-winning series.  But the two aforementioned series garnered enough Emmy Awards to make up for that loss.  The only other MTM hour-long series which generated a following was “Remington Steele” with future James Bond Pierce Brosnan. 

Carrey in fowl form.
Other than “WKRP” and the hit “Newhart” (see below), MTM’s only other foray into sitcoms was The Duck Factory (NBC, 1984).  MTM scribe Alan Burns returned to his cartoon roots ( “Bullwinkle and Rocky”) in this ensemble piece about the wacky employees of an animation firm.  Short-lived, the series was notable for one of it’s main stars:  a young Jim Carrey!

AFTER WJM:
Following a  critically-acclaimed short-term foray into features (“Ordinary People”) and Broadway,  Mary Tyler Moore attempted twice to recapture her original magic with her MTM label:
Mary (CBS, 1985) had Mary--this time around she got the divorce---working for a Chicago tabloid.  The formula matched her first series with a love/hate boss relationship (James Farentino) and a group of office loonies (John Astin and future Peg Bundy, Katey Sagal).  The three camera show, created by Ken Levine and David Isaacs, did not last past it’s thirteen episode run.   But she tried again with:
Annie Maguire (CBS, 1988).  This time she was divorced and remarried with kids.  And this time, politics took center stage as she had lively discussions with her husband and their respective parents with differing views (Eileen Heckert and John Randolph).  Again, no go with the audiences.  Interestingly, her original TV husband Dick Van Dyke would return in a new sitcom, The Van Dyke Show following “Annie Maguire.”  It featured his son, Barry Van Dyke and Whitman Mayo (“Grady”).
Moore would return to television many times in dramas, none being successful.

Valerie Harper (Rhoda) would return in the sitcom Valerie in 1986 but due to creative differences she would drop out and the show would end up as “The Hogan Family” with Sandy Duncan taking over as the harried mother figure to, among others, a young Jason Bateman.  Harper would go on to a successful Broadway career and a couple of sitcom attempts.

Moore and Harper would team up in a 2000 ABC made-for-tv film reunion, “Mary and Rhoda.”  Devoted fans of the original were disappointed by the melodramatic reunion (sans the balance of the cast).  The updated punk-rock theme version of the show generated more interest.

Ted Knight would continue with a successful run on ABC with Too Close for Comfort where he played a harried cartoonist dad to two attractive daughters in San Fransisco.  With Don Taffner of ‘Three’s Company” behind the scenes, the show
Knight Moves
relied on lots of sexual innuendo and skimpy outfits for more well-endowed daughter.  After the three year run on ABC, the show would continue on in syndication for a few years as “Ted Knight Show.”  Before his very untimely death, Knight made a mark on feature films as the uptight judge in the hit “Caddyshack.”

Gavin Macleod would continue on as Captain Steubing on “The Love Boat” before retiring from acting.  Post “Lou Grant,” the outspoken Asner would be featured in a number of sitcoms but gain fame in his eighties for voicing the main character in the animated Pixar film “Up.”  Leachman would continue to be featured in motion picture comedies (even playing “Granny” in the big screen “Beverly Hillbillies”) and took over as den mother for the final season of “Facts of Life.”  Her appearances continue to this day in many modern sitcoms.  Georgia Engel would have recurring roles in “Coach” and “Everybody Loves Raymond.”  And after her award-winning turn in “Golden Girls," Betty White would become a media darling at ninety years of age with honors and tributes and books and film roles and a new hit sitcom on the cable nostalgia channel TV Land “Hot in Cleveland.” All of the attention started with a TV commercial airing during the Super Bowl.

Just last month (as of this writing) all the women of the original "Mary Tyler Moore Show" reunited in an episode of
Hot in Cleveland along with it’s younger stars including
Valerie Bertinelli.  It was heartwarming to see the five actresses together again in a three camera format.  Harper battling newly diagnosed cancer and Moore with her debilitating diabetic condition made brave appearances with Engel and the aging twin dynamos of White and Leachman.  The series was known for bringing back older sitcom stars from the seventies and eighties in guest roles such as Asner, Hal Linden, Bonnie Franklin, Carl Reiner, and Tim Conway.

MARY’S LEGACY
When Diane English created Murphy Brown(CBS, 1988-1998) starring Candice Bergen--with her ensemble newsroom setting in Washington DC--it was heralded as the second
New Kid in Town
coming of Mary Richards.  Especially with headline-grabbing plot lines such as Murphy becoming a single mother and the overtly liberal political activism as Murphy battles with Dan Quayle, the highly-acclaimed series lacked the gentle subtlety of the WJM crew. 

And nearly three decades after Mary hit Minneapolis, the single career girl took another turn along with the sitcom.  
What you talkin bout, Willis?
Much as "Moonlighting" turned TV comedy on it's fanciful head with the old fashioned romantic comedy-murder mystery romp mashing it up with a hip and light eighties sensibility (as well reviving Cybil Shephard's career and launching bartender Bruce Willis into stardom), "Ally McBeal" did the same thing with Calista
Here's to the 90's.
Flockhart playing the lovelorn waif in a Boston law firm launching into musical daydreams with an ensemble cast of quirky yet stylish yuppies.



And yet one of the greatest tributes to Mary Tyler Moore was
Mary and Lou on acid.
by Tina Fey,star and creator of 30 Rock.  Comedy show
producer Liz Lemon was patterned after Mary--a bit more whacked out--and her love/hate relationship with archconservative corporate mogul/network head Jack Donaghy (Alec Baldwin) was a more appropriate love letter to the greatest ensemble sitcom ever.
From Mary to Tina

WHAT ABOUT BOB?
Like White, Bob Newhart would keep on going with a rabid fan base that appreciated his gentle and sophisticated brand of comedy in “The Bob Newhart Show”.  In 1980, he made an ill-advised detour into features with the crude “First Family.” In 1982, he returned to CBS in Newhart, MTM’s only hit sitcom in the eighties other than the remaining years of “WKRP”.  Videotaped the first year and wisely reverting to three camera for the remaining seven years, the series cast Bob as a
New Heartland
Vermont inn owner with another beautiful wife (Mary Frann) and a supporting cast of goofballs including Tom Poston as his bumbling handyman.  Probably the greatest moment for geeks like myself occurred when, in the final episode in 1990, Newhart’s character Dick gets hit on the head with a golf ball and wakes up in bed with Emily (Suzanne Pleshette).  Thus, the entire followup series was merely a dream by psychologist Bob Hartley in Chicago.  Now that’s creativity!

Bob would continue to play variations of himself:  In Bob (1992) he would play a comic book cartoonist (from the creators of “Cheers”).  In the second season of that series, he would work for a greeting card company run by none other than Betty White.  In 1998, he would return in George and Leo where he and Judd Hirsch played the battling personality
Bob and Judd: The Sequel
game living with their respective married kids (including Jason Bateman, again.)    Newhart would continue to make appearances on network TV such as a rare dramatic arc in “ER” and a hilarious guest stint on “Big Bang Theory"--just last week he won his first Emmy for that appearance.  And as for Emily:  Suzanne Pleshette would make her sitcom comeback to little notice in Maggie Briggs (CBS, 1984) and continue on into the 2000’s with “Good Morning, Miami” and a stint on “Will and Grace” before her death in 2008.  Peter Bonerz would go on to sitcom directing except for a short stint as the boss on the TV version of “Nine to Five." Marcia Wallace (Carol) would play the maid on the sick yet brilliant Parker-Stone sitcom parody “That’s My Bush.”

The incredible group of writers and producers that created the sophisticated character comedy of “Mary Tyler Moore Show” and graduated to “Taxi” continued to create innovative concepts into the next couple of decades in TV while dabbling in feature films.

James L. Brooks would do more than dabble as he won an Academy Award for his first feature as writer and director, “Terms of Endearment.”  His success would continue with “Broadcast News” (in the newsroom again!), “As Good as it Gets,” and “Spanglish.”  But he produced a comedy anthology series for the new Fox network, “The Tracy Ullman Show” which led to a little-known spin off:  The Simpsons(featuring the voice of “Rhoda’s” Julie Kavner.) The animated family
From Caveman to Caveman
would overtake “The Flintstones” as the longest running prime time sitcom and pretty much set the tone for subversive family programming such as the crude and cruel “Family Guy” up to the present day.  In my humble minority opinion, this is a step backward from the thoughtful, gentle programming he originated in 1970.

Grin-Smoke
The team that left MTM to create “Taxi” for Paramount created another critically acclaimed series for ABC in fall of 1981.  Best of the West was a well-written three camera sitcom taking place in the Old West.  Much like “Taxi” the series had a crack cast playing well-drawn characters but the premise couldn’t last past one season. 
Subtle Humor.
Ed. Weinberger and Stan Daniels of the group would create interesting sitcoms in the 80’s:  Mr. Smith (NBC, 1983) had an brilliant orangutan running a government agency. 
Howl at the Chief
Mr. President (FOX, 1987) had George C. Scott as a widowed commander in Chief featuring Conrad Bain and Madeline Kahn. 

Weinberger would make TV history as co-creator of The Cosby Show.  Bill Cosby would return along with MTM director Jay Sandrich to create the most important series in the eighties.  This gentle family series
Dr. Cosby to the Rescue
anchored the “Must See TV” Thursday night lineup on NBC up to the early nineties along with “Cheers,” “Family Ties” and “Night Court.”  What Cosby did was effect the portrayal of an upper middle class African American family without the buffoonery of “The Jeffersons.”  He opened cultural barriers with the Huxtables who exemplified the modern American family with all the traditions therein while maintaining an appreciation and acknowledgement of their ethnic roots.  But also “The Cosby Show” brought the family sitcom back to it’s nuclear roots with the kids, grand kids, etc at the same time “Married..with Children” would tear it all down by celebrating the dysfunctions inherent in same.  Speaking of “The Jeffersons” Weinberger brought back Sherman Hemsley as a Philadelphia deacon in Amen another African -American
Really Movin On Up.
ensemble piece featuring Clifton Davis (“That’s My Mama”)--an actual preacher by now--and Anna Deveare Smith.  Along with Marla Gibb’s “227” these series tended to reflect a more middle of the road portrayal of black life like Cosby did, while still reverting (to a lesser extent) to stereotypes that audiences seemed to respond to.  It is interesting (and sad) to note that, prior to the Cosby premiere, ABC attempted to launch a sitcom in 1983 about a black genie and his white master “Just Our Luck.”   Needless to say, the NAACP demanded a hand in the show’s direction and it was just thankfully cancelled.

The Carsey-Werner company that produced "The Cosby Show" would represent the new standard in the eighties sitcom.  After presenting the hit Cosby sequel "A Different World" with daughter Lisa Bonet's college life at Hillman
New Normal.
launching a new ensemble of young hip students, Carsey-Werner grabbed another stand-up comedian, Roseanne Arnold, and took the family sitcom to a different level with the plain crass blue-collar brood.  Not long after the new Fox network lampooned the typical American family with "Married..with Children" and the horribly crude and unethical Bundys, "Roseanne" featuring the utra-talented John Goodman and Laurie Metcalfe reached

mainstream heights with it's portrayal of adults who had not quite grown up raising kids as best they could with job changes, economic challenges and a modern permissiveness that put "Father Knows Best" to a final resting place.  Carsey-Werner would continue into the nineties with "Home Improvement." 

Daniels would also try his hand in updating the African American sitcom on Fox in 1991 with Roc featuring Charles S. Dutton.  “Roc” didn’t shy away from the serious issues facing lower income blacks--Roc was a Baltimore garbage worker-- and morphed from sitcom fare to some very
dramatic episodes during it’s three year run.  Also for Fox in 1992, Daniels would have a hand in Flying Blind a very funny romantic comedy about a conservative young man living with a flighty free spirit (Tea Leoni in her breakthrough role) in the “slacker” world of Bohemia.

Tom Patchett and Jay Tarses, creators of “Bob Newhart Show” and “Tony Randall Show” would detour into crude features with “Up Your Academy” before returning to TV  Open All Night (ABC, 1981) about a 24-hour convenience
Not your father's Bill
store featuring cult actress Susan Tyrell and the critically acclaimed Buffalo Bill (NBC, 1983-1984) featuring Dabney Coleman as the irascible unlikeable host of a local interview program.  Tarses would bring

Coleman back in another unlikeable character on ABC with The Slap Maxwell Story in 1987. Individually, they created hit series such as Alf (NBC, 1986-1990) and critical favorite Days and Nights of Molly Dodd. 


Great Divide
Gary David Goldberg would go on to produce one of NBC’s must-see sitcoms Family Ties   This family comedy was an appropriate snapshot of politics during the Reagan years.  The Keatons (Michael Gross, Meredith Baxter) were liberal activists by nature with their hippie lifestyle in the 60’s behind them as they raised a family and worked for public television.  But their oldest son Alex was a budding conservative.  Michael J. Fox expertly played the role to multiple Emmys and a
Future Tea Partier
feature film career.  This series did a good job of blending comedy with the inherent family dramas.  Goldberg would team up again with Fox in Spin City for ABC in 1996.   Hugh Wilson would complete his work for “WKRP” in 1982 and go on to direct features such as “Police Academy” and “First Wives Club.”  He would create a couple of series for his “WKRP” alumni: one not so successful--Easy Street with Loni Anderson and Jack Elam (NBC, 1987) and one that was highly acclaimed and honored, Frank’s Place starring and co-created by WKRP's Tim Reid (CBS 1988).

(1982-1989).

The longest lasting legacy of these writers and directors was Cheers (NBC).  James Burrows along with Glen and Les
Let me tell you bout Sam and Diane
Charles (director and writers who cut their teeth with MTM and found their voice on “Taxi”) created this ensemble piece about the denizens of a Boston Sports Bar.  "Cheered" starred many actors who were featured on “Taxi”: Ted Danson as the washed-up baseball star owner hiring an over-educated Shelly Long as a barmaid.  Rhea Perlman lasted the entire run as the wiseacre barmaid Carla and Woody Harrelson and Kirstie Allye would join the award-winning cast during the eleven year run.  And Kelsey Grammer, as the obtuse psychologist Frasier Crane would carry on the
Young Frasier

franchise through (gulp) 2004 with the spin off “Frasier” itself an award-winning mainstay. “Cheers” carried on the excellent character writing and portrayals of the MTM model (work as home) but as the series dragged on the humor became a tad predictable with the Greek Chorus of Norm (George Wendt) and Cliff (John Ratzenberger)--a victim of a long run in general--and the sexual tension between Danson’s Sam and Long’s Diane (and eventually Alley’s Rebecca) lent the show a voyeuristic bent.  Arguably, the model--even though helmed by the best and brightest--fed into the lazy low-brow comedy stylings that would feed into the Bush-era anti-intellectualism.  But Frasier brought a classy drawing
Everybody Knows His Name
room comedy element back to the forefront in the nineties along with the excellentthree camera character studies seen in the nihilistic “Seinfeld,” the insightful “Mad About You,” the political “Spin City,”  the insane “Newsradio,” the style-setting “Friends” and the broad “Third Rock from the Sun.” Burrows and his colleagues would have a hand in many other sitcoms throughout the nineties and beyond, especially “Wings” and “Will and Grace” until the mid-2000’s when “The Office," “30 Rock,” and "Modern Family" would herald a new laugh-track free single camera self-conscious revolution in the sitcom form.


GARRY MARSHALL/MILLER MILKIS:

After creating the ABC ratings bonanzas of “Happy Days,” “Laverne and Shirley” and “Mork and Mindy"--all of which inexplicably continued to decent ratings throughout the early 80’s--Marshall, like Brooks before him, started working in features directing “Young Doctors in Love,” “Flamingo Kid,” “Beaches,” and the mega-hit “Pretty Woman.”  Much as his
1986 Film
TV fare, many of his films were designed to pander to a class conscious emotionality, successfully so.  Making Julia Roberts a  household name (as he did with Robin Williams and tried to do with Tom Hanks) also deems him a kingmaker to a degree.  Nothing in Common (NBC,1987)was a sitcom based on my favorite Marshall film of the same title starring Tom Hanks and Jackie Gleason-- in his final masterful performance.  The forgettable three-camera TV show had Bill Macy (“Maude”) in the Gleason role.The film though was father/son saga consisting of an expert blend of comedyand drama with a tutorial on the advertising business thrown in for good measure.Marshall also brought back “The Odd Couple,” this time with
The Mod Couple
an African-American cast in 1982.  The New Odd Couple featured Ron Glass (“Barney Miller”) in the Felix role and Demond Wilson (“Sanford and Son”) inthe Oscar role.  Also, the “Happy Days” spin off Joannie Loves Chachi reared it’s ugly head as detailed in the previous chapter. 

As for Marshall’s co-horts in the Miller-Milkis Paramount team, the most creative series was Bosom Buddies.   Premiering on ABC in 1980 and lasting only two seasons, this series was an update on Billy Wilder's “Some Like it Hot.”  A
Some Like it Not
pre-filmgod Hanks and Peter Scolari played a couple of ad execs (the unintentional precursor to “Nothing in Common”) who moonlight in drag in order to stay in a cheap apartment--a women only hotel.  The series had an impressive pedigree of the New Hollywood.  The improvisational style of the dialogue made the high concept series fresh.  Also featured were Holland Taylor, Wendy Jo Sperber and Donna Dixon. 

Otherwise, Miller-Milkis had pretty standard sitcom fare--mostly of the “buddy” variety--the most noteworthy being the
Debalki
inane but much more popular Perfect Strangers (ABC, 1986-1992) and it’s sequel Family Matters which introduced Urkel to America.  “Family Matters” was part of a huge push for family fare ABC attempted as a Friday night format.  Along with Robert Boyett (the new partner), Miller-Milkis brought the family comedy Full House to ABC in 1987.  This long-lasting sitcom about three men raising kids (including the Olsen twins) was presaging the same-sex parenting issue which would dominate social politics in the next millennium.  And Suzanne Somers would return to sitcoms in 1992 in an updated version of  the Bradys in Step by Step also produced by Miller-Milkis.  They also helmed the aforementioned series starring Valerie Harper which became The Hogan Family.

As for Marshall’s original hit “The Odd Couple,”  Tony Randall and Jack Klugman reunited for a made for TV movie update in 1993.  (The film cast --Jack Lemmon and Walter Matthau--would reunite for a sequel to the 1968 film in 1998).  After Klugman’s long-term success in the crime-drama “Quincy,” he would star briefly in the sitcom You Again? for NBC in 1986 for Yorkin’s old TOY partners Turtletaub and Orensentein.  And Randall would play an aging gay man in Love, Sidney on NBC from 1981-1982.  Based on a sentimental TV Movie where Sidney takes in a single mother (played by Swoosie
Randall's Requiem
Kurtz in the series), the sitcom started out with very oblique references to Sidney’s sexuality.  But when Hal Cooper and Rod Parker (“Maude”) took over in the second season, there was more of an attempt to deal with the character’s homosexuality.  Randall and Klugman would both continue to play character parts in features, TV and Broadway.  Klugman trudged on even after debilitating throat cancer and Randall (always mocking his stodgy image) trudged on through young wives and fatherhood until their respective deaths in the late 2000's.

WITT-THOMAS-HARRIS
Having established comedy bonafides with “Soap” and the spin off “Benson” (running until 1986) the WTH production company featuring Susan Harris and Danny Thomas’s son, Tony would hit it’s stride in the 80’s.  In the fall of 1980, Diana Canova would leave “Soap” to  team up with Danny Thomas himself in a father-daughter comedy featuring Martin Short, But I’m a Big Girl Now. The other premiere, It's a Living was a sexier premise about waitresses working in a swank
Upscale Alice
Los Angeles hotel restaurant/bar.  Ann Jillian  as the saucy and sexy Cassie was the breakout star in this ensemble show.  The show was retooled a bit for it’s second season (now called Making a Living) adding Louise Lasser to the cast.  But it would be a staple in syndication after it’s two season ABC run throughout the
Stevenson's Last Stand
eighties with various cast alterations.  Witt had a hand in McLean Stevenson’s fourth comeback attempt, Condo on ABC in 1983…a show that also featured a Latino family living in the suburbs instead of the barrio.  Child actress Patty Duke tried twice with the production team for ABC: In It Takes Two (1982) Richard Crenna takes part in a dueling political debate again (first was “All’s Fair” in 1976) but this time he is a liberal doctor married
Mad About Two
to Duke’s conservative lawyer. (She started out liberal but her work at the DA’s office brought out her conservative side.)  They have two kids played by future stars Helen Hunt and Anthony Edwards.  Duke returned in 1985 with the serialized political farce Hail to the Chief as the nation’s first female President and Ted Bessell as her husband.

Things changed for the trio in 1985.  Bea Arthur and Rue McLanahan teamed up with MTM’s Betty White in the pop culture landmark Golden Girls. As sitcoms were becoming
Greatest Generation
more family and youth oriented, Susan Harris decided there was an aging audience that would appreciate the ribald adventures of a group of single women in their fifties living together in Miami.  Arthur (Dorothy), McLanahan (Blanche) and Rose (White) saw their careers revive with this seven-year top ten run, a Saturday night staple on NBC. With Broadway’s Estelle Getty providing ample support as Dorothy’s mother Sophia who suffered from comic dementia--coming across more like a borscht belt routine than a debilitating condition of the elderly--the cast was extremely well-rounded and the comic timing exquisite.  (White and McLanahan wisely switched characters at the last minute, showing a true acting range.)  As the series would be rerun more than the sixties hillbilly shows and the castaways on Gilligan’s island, Arthur and McLanahan’s roles in “Maude” would be forgotten and White would keep plugging away into her nineties as a show biz icon.  (See “Hot in Cleveland” above).  WTH and NBC pulled the cross-over trick with a couple of series until the mid-nineties:  Richard Mulligan (“Soap”) would return to the producers as a Miami widowed veterinarian with two adult daughters and a large dog in Empty Nest (1988-1995) which led to Nurses (1991-1994) with Loni Anderson (1991-1994).  Don Reo worked with Witt and Thomas on three series: First was the modern farm-themed Heartland(1989, CBS) with Brian Keith.  Then Ted Wass (also of “Soap”) played the dad in Blossom (1991-1995, NBC) which gave “Diff’rent Strokes” a run for it’s money in the “very special episode” category. Finally, the dark John Larroquette Show(1993-1996, NBC) which saw visits from Getty as Sophia.  All of these WTH series would mimic the Norman Lear shows in their videotaped dramatic moments but the schtick was amped up to almost unrealistic levels at times.  The casts though were always the best in TV comedy. 

Harris would return to the serialized format on her own in Good and Evil for ABC in 1991 starring Teri Garr with little fanfare except it’s controversial portrayal of a blind character (Mark Blankfield) that generated protests from the National Federation of the Blind.

The final Witt Thomas series would be Everything’s Relative (1999, NBC) featuring Jeffrey Tambor and Jill Clayburgh.  Mitchell Hurwitz, the creator, worked with the team for many years and in 2003 would create one of the most highly acclaimed and transformative sitcoms, “Arrested Development” starring Tambor and Jason Bateman and featuring the voice of (producer) Ron Howard and Henry Winkler…two seventies powerhouses by way of the fifties in the 2000’s.  Wow.


WOMEN IN SITCOMS
KOMACK CHRONICLES: NINE TO FIVE.James  Komack would get out of sitcoms in the eighties, only producing the final season of Nine to Five. Based on the hit comedy film in 1980 about a trio of secretaries dealing with a sexually
9 To 5 Not Working
aggressive boss, the series, starring Rita Moreno would would start in 1982 on ABC with Jeffrey Tambor playing the abusive superior to be replaced by Peter Bonerz (“Bob Newhart Show”).  Jane Fonda left as producer the third season, when Komack took over and changed a few things.  The series came back in syndication for many years in 1986 with Sally Struthers taking over the Moreno part. What started as a satire on workplace harassment just became another goofy ensemble piece.  Komack would go on to direct “Porky’s Revenge.”  Enough said.

THE CRAP BEFORE THE STORM.
Speaking of working women, “Alice” would  somehow last until 1985 with a new southern waitress to replace Diane Ladd’s Belle:  Celia Weston’s Jolene.  The show just became a silly vehicle with guest appearances and outlandish slapstick situations.  Once again, with Lucy’s old producers Madelyn Carroll and Bob Davis in charge, it was no surprise.   The spin off “Flo,” which started off with huge ratings in it’s mid season 1980 premiere would falter in it’s second season, the power of a bad time slot.  With guest stars such as Forrest Tucker (as Flo’s wayward dad) and George Lindsay (“Goober”) the show provided lots of rural throwback that was rearing it’s ugly head.   Carroll and Davis would bring Lucille Ball back in 1986:  ABC’s much-anticipated fall premiere “Life with Lucy” was a huge flop as the geriatric Ball and Gale Gordon try to rekindle the old magic with stale jokes and pathetic slapstick.

Davis and Carroll brought another big screen hit to the small screen for Warner Brothers television: Private Benjamin. Lorna Patterson played the Goldie Hawn part and the recently
departed Eileen Brennan (winning two Emmys) and Hal
Hilarious Captain Lewis
Cooper reprised their feature roles in the story of a "Jewish American princess" joining the armed services.  The single camera show started strong in spring of 1981 (as a lead-in to M*A*S*H) and ended weak after changing to a three camera videotaped format in it’s third season.  It never ventured into anything more topical than sexual stereotypes.  That’s not surprising since the old-school creative team from “Alice” and “Lucy” were behind the show along with veterans William Asher and William D’Angelo.  Not surprisingly, Laverne and Shirley had just had an experience as army recruits in the 1979  with even less dignity.  Jimmie Walker (“Good Times”) returned in another single season military comedy for ABC in 1983 called At Ease as a new version of “Sgt. Bilko.”  Josh Mostel and David Naughton, both of whom failed at bringing the big screen to sitcom world in the 1970’s also starred with “M*A*S*H” veteran Hy Averback behind the scenes for Aaron Spelling Productions.  The military sitcom would return only one more time: “Major Dad” (CBS) in 1989.

YOU'RE GONNA MAKE IT AFTER ALL
Speaking of female ensembles, Linda Bloodworth-Thomasen, a writer who made a name for herself penning a “M*A*S*H” episode, created a serialized sitcom called Filthy Rich-- sort of a “Soap” by way of “Dallas.”  The original pilot was cut up
Petti-Soap Junction
into three episodes by CBS and aired after “M*A*S*H” in the summer of 1982.  The  high ratings begged it’s return in the fall.  Although the Memphis setting was bucolic and the situations were extremely raunchy, the series was misunderstood at the time.  The deceased family patriarch (Slim Pickens in the pilot, Forrest Tucker thereafter) gives his greedy progeny video instructions weekly in order in order to affect certain behaviors.  The dialogue was ferociously sassy and with Ann Wedgeworth (“Three’s Company”), Dixie Carter and Delta Burke providing the southern sauce, the series was clearly out it’s league with the rest of the CBS corn pone.  The lasting legacy of this spoof was the relationship between Bloodworth, Carter and Burke who would reunite in 1986 for the classic Designing Women. At the time billed as “The Golden Girls With
Quiet Before the Storm
Accents,” the long-running series followed the Sugarbaker sisters (Carter and Burke) along with Annie Potts and Jean Smart as they ran an interior design firm in Atlanta.  Bloodworth and her husband/partner Harry Thomasen provided lots of liberal soapboxing, especially for Carter--who could let the words flow at such an incredibly artful pace in insult or proclamation.  So the Thomasens, close friends with Bill and Hillary from their Arkansas days, would set a new tone for rural comedy into the 90’s.  Politics, very liberal politics along with "Murphy Brown," would be the order of the day and audiences were not left with Lear’s balanced satire or the dumbed down yoakum of Hooterville or the gentle conservative moralizing of Mayberry.  The team would continue this trend into the 90’s with Evening Shade starring Burt Reynolds and Marilu Henner (“Taxi”) and Hearts Afire with John Ritter, Markie Post and Billy Bob Thornton.


DANNY ARNOLD AND FUTURE LAW:
  After “Barney Miller” finally wins it’s Emmy in it’s final season, Arnold took a sitcom break until 1986 when he brought Joe Bash to ABC.  Peter Boyle played Bash, a
Blarney Miller
slightly corrupt cop biding his time until his upcoming retirement.  Also videotaped on a single “precinct” set, the show differed from “Barney Miller” in that there was no audience or laugh track allowing more of a dramatic tone to the darkly comic show.


“Barney Miller” writer Reinhold Weege, however found more success in the eighties with Night Court in 1984. Sort of a “Barney Miller” in the courtroom, this series--starring magician Harry Anderson as Judge Harry Stone--had a much higher wackiness factor and more standard sitcom conventions.  Nonetheless, thanks to it's placement on the hit Thursday
night NBC lineup for most of it’s eight-year run, "Night Court" was highly rated with a rabid fan base.  The above-mentioned Larroquette would become the highest-awarded comic performer from the series playing the insufferable prosecutor Dan Fielding.

The original “Barney Miller” cast would remain best loved for that series and never really break out into any other roles.  Abe Vigoda would basically parody himself for years and play off the fact that he was still alive.  But to this day, “Barney Miller” is considered one of the finest comedy programs ever created for television and is held in reverence by lovers of quality programming.

A couple of other cop comedies in the 80’s would usher in the single camera, non-laugh track format that would take over in
Royal Drebin
the 2000’s.  The incredibly short run of Police Squad starring Leslie Neilson would showcase the zany nonsensical satire of the Zucker Brothers as evidenced in their hit film “Airplane.”  Their popular “Naked Gun” film series was a continuation of this 1982 summer show that was too expensive to continue producing.  In 1986, D’Angelo had a hand in creating Sledgehammer a parody take-off of the “Dirty Harry” cop genre.


AFTER AFTER M*A*S*H: 
  The eighties would be huger for the 4077th than the seventies.  With the syndicated reruns extremely popular on college campuses and Alan Alda already nurturing a feature film career as writer/director/star a la Woody Allen, the series became even more “important” as the Korean War went on for a total of eleven years.  The cast remained pretty much the same to the end.  And where so many of the seventies sitcoms just petered out in the eighties with no fanfare or resolutions after lengthy runs, M*A*S*H went out with quite a bang.  The two and a half hour TV movie event, “Farewell, Amen and Goodbye” saw the end of the series.  It also remained the highest rated single televised program until 2010.  Quite a feat.  

Much like “Barney Miller” the cast would never live down the roles they played to devoted audiences.  Alda would produce Four Seasons a sitcom on CBS in 1984 based on his hit 1981 with Carol Burnett and go on to be a reliable character actor after his directing career ebbed.  Jamie Farr would have a golf tournament.  Other than that, it was dinner theater and cameo appearances for the cast.  Harry Morgan, Farr, and William Christopher would remain in character for two more seasons in Aftermash chronicling Potter’s running a Kansas City veteran’s hospital with Klinger and Mulcahey in tow.  Even Larry Gelbart returned for bit of creative heft.  But after a nice start, the series ended with a whimper at the start of 1985 ending a very important franchise in sitcom history.

With this blog finally coming to an end, I must say that it has been a blast to relive the sitcoms that I watched from second grade through my junior year in high school.  There were only three networks and there was no VCR.  The syndicated reruns in the afternoons and on weekends were made up of the rural, family, and  fantastical sitcoms of the sixties.  And growing up in South Texas, the only fifties sitcom we saw in reruns was "I Love Lucy."  So I got the best of both worlds:  I got to enjoy the simple fun of the sixties while concurrently taking in the progressive and topical sitcoms of the seventies.  I didn't always understand the humor but, in retrospect, I feel that I learned so much about life--at a time when the turmoil of the sixties was morphing into the moral crises of the seventies--from Norman Lear.  Garry Marshall and his ABC takeover in the later part of the decade was also something I experienced viscerally--the excitement of the youth-oriented dynamic and, well, going through puberty it didn't hurt to have the T and A element.  I didn't appreciate the MTM library until later in life but still remember the warm feelings of the real characters in their cosmopolitan settings.  As I got busy with graduation from high school and life in college in the early eighties, I was too distracted to pay much attention to sitcoms....I did follow the news, "Hill Street Blues," "Star Trek" reruns, SCTV and this new David Letterman show.  Fortunately, I found time to check in with the Cosby/NBC sitcom revolution in the eighties and  renewed my sitcom fanaticism with NBC's new Must See sitcoms in the 90's with "Seinfeld" and "Friends" leading the pack.  While those could be as funny if not more so than the seventies, they lacked a certain sophistication.  They were well-written and expertly acted--especially compared to the staginess of the videotaped predecessors.  But the ironic tone and casual morality seemed to make these shows less endearing to me.  And with the self-aware  and mean-spirited material in comedy in the 2000's--along with a nostalgia that referenced all the classics I have documented to the point of a derivative meta-experience--it was much more satisfying to sit back with a DVD of Bob Newhart or the Bunkers and still find new places to laugh and revel in a special time:  political confusion, a mid-life crisis of disco and loud suits, pre-political correctness but post-sugar coated sentimentality, and in my humble opinion, a portrayal of a flawed humanity that was honest, sometimes tragic, mostly humorous--just like life.  Thanks for watching!!

Before saying:

I will say:

"THOSE WERE THE DAYS"


AND OF COURSE:

"You're Gonna Make It After All!"