April 25, 2013
We’re in reruns this week … but, hey, it’s a lot of reruns!
A couple of years ago I noticed that the blog had started to get unwieldly. Even with the very rough array of categories on the right, it’s hard to navigate to the older pieces. And some of those have become inexplicably Google-proof — in fact, sometimes I even have a hard time finding an old post when I need to refresh my memory. So, finally, I’ve gotten around to putting together a master list with links to all of the longer essays on the blog — one-stop shopping, as it were. If you’ve been a regular reader for a while, but not from the very beginning (five and a half years ago!), maybe you’ll find something of interest here that you haven’t already read.
I’ve broken the list down into a few basic types, and listed everything in reverse chronological order. I’ve deliberately excluded link roundups, short obits, and anything else that I thought was dated or ephemeral. In other words, this isn’t a full index of every blog post, just those that may have some lasting value. Unless I get lazy, I’ll continue to append new pieces to this list, so that it will remain an up-to-date table of contents (accessible via the MASTER LIST link in the Categories section at right).
Old TV Shows
The Andy Griffith Show (for The A.V. Club). (7/9/14)
Mannix (for The A.V. Club). (5/27/14)
Playhouse 90. (3/28/14)
Peyton Place (for The A.V. Club). (11/11/13)
The Fugitive (for The A.V. Club). (9/11/13)
The Gallant Men. (4/2/13)
Wagon Train (follow-up). (10/17/12)
“Alas, Babylon” (Playhouse 90). (8/23/12)
“The Noise of Death” (The Untouchables). (3/23/12)
Dennis the Menace. (7/29/11)
The Restless Gun. (9/19/10)
The Bill Cosby Show and Love American Style. (4/19/10)
The Patty Duke Show. (2/11/10)
The Paper Chase. (11/1/09)
Wagon Train and Ironside (follow-up). (10/13/09)
“What Makes Sammy Run?” (Sunday Showcase). (9/30/09)
Wagon Train and Ironside. (9/15/09)
The Donna Reed Show. (11/14/08)
Man With a Camera, Tate, and Laredo. (10/10/08)
Arrest and Trial. (1998; revised 2008)
The Invaders. (1998)
East Side / West Side. (1997; revised 2007)
Recent TV Shows
Breaking Bad (for The A.V. Club). (8/12/13)
Lie to Me. (7/25/12)
Recasting Mad Men. (3/26/12)
24 (follow-up). (5/19/11)
24 and Swingtown. (7/9/09)
Seamon Glass. (6/26/14).
Joy Munnecke on Playhouse 90. (4/3/14)
Ralph A. Woolsey. (1/22/14)
Everett Chambers on Peyton Place. (11/26/13)
Ed Lauter (interview by Tom Donahue, text by me). (10/18/13)
Gail Kobe. (9/6/13)
Richard C. Sarafian on The Gallant Men. (4/12/13)
Robert Pine. (7/12/12)
Burton Armus on Kojak. (11/1/11)
Gerald S. O’Loughlin. (8/26/11)
Harry Landers. (5/31/11)
Leigh Chapman. (12/8/10)
Tim O’Connor. (2/26/10)
Collin Wilcox. (3/25/09)
Lonny Chapman. (12/19/07)
Oral Histories with Early Television Writers. (2007-2009)
Noel Black (7/23/14).
Stanford Whitmore (6/12/14).
Gordon Hessler (1/31/14).
Nate Esformes. (8/6/13)
Norman Borisoff. (6/13/13)
Gerry Day. (2/27/13)
Winrich Kolbe. (10/23/12).
Frank R. Pierson. (8/12/12)
Edward Adler. (6/15/12)
Jerome Ross. (3/1/12)
Ben Gazzara and Zalman King. (2/4/12)
Walter Doniger. (12/13/11)
Tom Donovan and Robert Collins. (11/3/11)
Allan A. Buckhantz. (10/15/11)
David Pressman. (9/19/11)
Alfred Brenner and Lyman Hallowell. (8/23/11)
James H. Brown. (8/3/11)
Charles F. Haas. (5/21/11)
Gerald Perry Finnerman. (4/12/11)
Donald S. Sanford. (3/4/11)
John McGreevey. (2/12/11)
Janet MacLachlan. (10/21/10)
Arthur Penn. (10/11/10)
Alvin Boretz. (7/30/10)
Peter Haskell. (5/7/10)
Robert Culp. (4/12/10)
Mary Scott. (12/18/09)
Paul Wendkos. (12/3/09)
Collin Wilcox. (10/22/09)
Paul Burke and George Eckstein. (9/21/09)
Clement Fowler. (8/22/09)
Philip Saltzman. (8/20/09)
Mort Thaw. (7/25/09)
Steven Gilborn and Pat Hingle. (1/15/09)
Earl Booth. (12/18/08)
Paul Schneider and Thomas Y. Drake. (11/21/08)
Nina Laemmle. (11/6/08)
Luther Davis. (8/2/08)
Irving Pearlberg. (7/2/08)
Eliot Asinof. (6/26/08)
C. M. (Chris) Gampel. (5/14/08)
Harry Kleiner. (2/11/08)
Barry Morse. (2/6/08)
Frank Lewin. (1/20/08)
Book Reviews: Steve Taravella’s Mary Wickes: I Know I’ve Seen That Face Before, Jennifer Keishin Armstrong’s Mary and Lou and Ted and Rhoda, Sally Kellerman’s Read My Lips: Stories of a Hollywood Life, and Herbie J. Pilato’s Twitch Upon a Star. (3/5/14)
How Long Is Yours? (On Long Takes). (2/20/14)
TV Club 10: David E. Kelley (for The A.V. Club). (11/20/13)
The Nurses of Ben Casey. (10/16/13)
Richard Kimble Was Guilty. (9/17/13)
The Casting Files of Marion Dougherty. (8/29/13)
Le Cinéma de Vince Edwards. (7/25/13)
Why Pulling an Episode of Hannibal After the Boston Bombings Was a Mistake (for The A.V. Club) and a sidebar about airdates. (5/3/13)
Stanley Milgram Goes to Medical Center. (12/20/12)
Procrustes Comes to Syndication. (2/25/12)
A Life at the Video Store. (11/10/11)
Who and Where Is Hudson Faussett? (11/17/10)
Sixteen Footprints of the New Wave. (8/12/10)
Cloud Minder Girl (Charlene Polite). (3/21/10)
Perception Studies in Seventies Crime Shows. (7/30/09)
Confessions of a Recovering Trekkie. (5/14/09)
Dear Bobbie (Roberta Collins). (9/5/08)
Something About Sydney Pollack. (5/27/08)
Starting a List of Great TV Episodes. (December 2007)
Dining Out on Tony Randall. (12/14/07)
The Upper Crust (1981): Frank Gorshin Gives the Performance of His Career in a Forgotten Austrian Thriller (for World Cinema Paradise) (4/19/14).
Scorsese / Walsh (for BAMcinématek) (3/11/14).
No Love For Jacques Rivette (for World Cinema Paradise) (1/17/14).
Finding My Way Into Schlock (for World Cinema Paradise) (12/19/13).
Andrzej Zulawski: Untameable Heroines (for BAMcinématek) (3/7/12).
Great Directors: John Frankenheimer (for Senses of Cinema) (11/2006).
April 23, 2008
More days off and more TV episodes logged in. Detective shows were the lingua franca of’70s television, so I’ve gradually been sampling them all, dropping the ones that bore me (McMillan and Wife, Quincy) and sticking with those that managed to achieve something creative within the limitations of the genre. Often that seems to have been an insurmountable task. Harry O, for example, slid almost immediately into a rote action/mystery formula that had bore little resemblance to the quirky, off-tempo character drama launched by its brilliant creator, Howard Rodman. Kojak is almost completely ordinary, despite having been managed by a succession of writer-producers of impeccable reputation (Abby Mann, Matthew Rapf, Jack Laird). Maybe it was because Telly Savalas (one of television’s unlikeliest stars) was so intent on looking cool that he didn’t want anything but the most generic cop-show cliches cluttering up his periphery.
(I’m pretty sure I’ve added Kojak to the reject list, but I will offer a parting, backhanded recommendation for the tenth episode, “Cop in a Cage,” which pits Savalas against cult movie villain John P. Ryan as an ex-con out to get Kojak for putting him away. It’s one of the most over-the-top showdowns between narcissistic ham actors that I’ve ever seen. Great fun.)
The only series I tackled this weekend that was completely new to me was Banacek, one of the NBC Mystery Movie franchise shows produced by Universal. When the NBC mystery wheel moved the three hits of its first season – Columbo, McCloud, and McMillan and Wife – to Sunday, the network launched three completely new properties in the original Wednesday time slot. Banacek was the only one of those to limp along to a second season. (The flops were Cool Million and Madigan, replaced the following year by Faraday and Company, The Snoop Sisters, and Tenafly – also duds. Although I’d love to see the latter, which starred the wonderfully acerbic James McEachin as a deglamorized African American private eye.).
I was curious about Banacek mainly because it was build around George Peppard, a downsliding sixties movie star I’d always enjoyed for the naked arrogance he radiated during his brief screen career. Peppard was perfect for roles like the Howard Hughes figure in The Carpetbaggers or the proto-nazi World War I ace in The Blue Max, since he seemed to luxuriate in a blatant anti-social quality, an I-don’t-care-if-you-like-me-because-I’m-a-big-star ‘tude that most of his peers held in check until the cameras were turned off. I was hoping Peppard would project his full-wattage movie star id as Banacek too, but in that sense the show was a bit of a disappointment. He’s still pretty aloof and superior, as befits the character, but he also turns on an unctuous charm whenever an attractive woman is around. Somebody must have taken Peppard aside and explained to him about Q ratings.
If Columbo, the template for all the ninety-minute Universal detective series, was a howdunit that revealed the identity of the bad guy from the start, then Banacek tried to top it by being both a how- and a whodunit. Each episode depicts a daring theft before the opening titles, without showing the culprit, and leaves Banacek to ferret out the crook and piece together the details of his or her tricky scheme (usually in an extended reconstruction sequence in the last act).
Like Columbo, it was a format that demanded a lot of its writers. The first couple of episodes revolve around dazzling, seemingly impossible crimes – a football player who’s kidnapped in the middle of a flying tackle (in Del Reisman’s “Let’s Hear It For a Living Legend”) or a freight car that disappears from a moving train (David Moessinger’s “Project Phoenix”). As the first season progressed, the crimes got more and more pedestrian. The show had a strong writing pedigree – it was created by Emmy nominee Anthony Wilson (the son of MGM producer/writer Carey Wilson, he died of a brain tumor a few years after Banacek) and produced by George Eckstein, a graduate of The Untouchables and The Fugitive – but it’s a daunting task to come up with eight perfect heists a year. If you could, you wouldn’t be a TV producer, you’d be, well, a master criminal.
One aspect of Banacek that I like, though, is that (except in the pilot TV movie that launched the series) nobody dies. Banacek is a “freelance insurance investigator” who solves big-ticket robberies and gleefully pockets a big fee from the insurance execs. That meant the show could strike a breezy tone – sending Banacek to bed, for instance, with each week’s female guest star – without having to find some way to desensitize us against a rising body count. Giving Banacek corporate underwriters to work for also spared us the scene of the private eye agreeing to help some impoverished sad sack solve his grandma’s or old army buddy’s or pet schnauser’s murder out of the goodness of his heart. That’s a cliche I’m really getting tired of as I see it used over and over again, even in dark-hearted shows that should know better, like Harry O.
Banacek’s DNA seems to come partly from Amos Burke, the preposterous millionaire homicide lieutenant who solved murders from the backseat of his Rolls in Aaron Spelling’s trash classic Burke’s Law. The most obvious nod to the earlier series is the presence here of the generally insufferable Ralph Manza as Banacek’s chauffeur, Jay Drury, a comic Italian stereotype; Amos Burke also had an ethnic driver, a Chinese man named Henry (Leon Lontoc), as part of his entourage. Manza’s comic relief is rarely funny, and his character makes no sense, given that Banacek travels around the country to solve his cases and would logically hire a local driver in each city rather than pay an annoying sidekick’s travel expenses. But it just goes to show that even a smart series like this one struggled to get across all its necessary exposition without building in some characters for the loner-protagonist to talk to. (Banacek’s other interlocutor was the arch, very gay rare-book dealer Felix Mulholland, played by Murray Matheson. Banacek wore a lot of turtlenecks and the car phone in his Packard was in an unbelievable shade of pastel blue, so I suppose there’s a bisexual subtext to be unpacked if anyone cares to.)
One thing that puzzles me about Banacek is why everyone keeps harping on the title character’s Polish ancestry. Herb Edelman refers to him as “Super Pole” in one episode and (my favorite) Broderick Crawford calls him Bananacek. I mean, it’s not like everybody in Columbo went around pointing out to Peter Falk that he was a greasy little wop – even though Columbo (a blue-collar guy schlumping around among blue-blooded villains) might’ve expected some class snobbery, whereas Banacek is awfully well assimilated into the world of generic rich white folks. I guess it was an attempt to give a pretty bland character a little color in an era of proliferating crime shows where every hero had a gimmick. Cannon was the fat detective, Longstreet the blind detective, Barnaby Jones the old detective. But it comes across as totally forced, sort of like Ironside’s bizarre fetish for chili in the early episodes of that series.
And finally a bit of pedantry: Something that frustrates me, as a historian, about these ninety-minute shows is that while the stories had room for more speaking parts than a typical hour-long series, the credits did not. So you tend to see a lot of fairly prominent supporting players who didn’t receive billing, and whose names have thus been lost to history. Just in these eight Banacek episodes, I spotted a few familiar actors who, back in the day, were probably pretty apoplectic about being left off the credit roll. In “Project Phoenix,” for instance, there’s Stuart Nisbet as the head train guard, and Owen Bush as an engineer. “A Million the Hard Way” (perhaps the strongest first season segment, a casino robbery piece by Batman scribe Stanley Ralph Ross) features the reliable Irish fireplug Judson Platt, a late member of the John Ford stock company, in a sizeable speaking part as the guard in front of whose eyes the million bucks gets boosted. Lewis Charles appears in “The Greatest Collection of Them All” as Reilly, a waiter in Banacek’s favorite restaurant, a part that might’ve been a recurring one if the show had amassed more than a handful of episodes. And it was a surprise and a pleasure to discover my old acquaintance Lonny Chapman, atypically sporting a mustache, turn up in a little unbilled cameo in the pilot TV movie, in a funny turn as a philosophical redneck bartender. Here he is:
So there are a few folks you won’t find mentioned in the credits, or on the IMDb or anywhere else on the internet. But I’d sure love to dig around in Universal’s production records and learn the names of the dozens of other actors who didn’t make the cut.