Better and Better
Bette Midler incarnates the phrase, "star of stage,
screen, and TV." A quick look at her list of
accomplishments in the entertainment industry would
take most performers to new heights of jealousy. After
all, she's had hit movies, hit records, hit concerts,
and hit television specials. She's twice been
nominated for a Best Actress Oscar and her trophy case
holds four Golden Globes, four Grammys, two Emmys, a
Tony, and countless other accolades. In addition,
she's a well-respected humanitarian and the author of
two best-selling children's books. It would seem
that there is nothing this woman doesn't do well.
But if you look closely enough at her resume, you'll
see that this isn't completely true. For every
powerhouse film like The Rose, there is a dud like
Jinxed. While "Wind Beneath My Wings" soared, her
sophomore album, Bette Midler, was roundly panned.
The hits have been plentiful, but so have the misses.
So it was no guarantee that her new CBS sitcom would
fall into the "hit" category, despite the flurry of
press surrounding its debut. Could a woman whose
career started with entertaining the patrons of New
York's gay bathhouses find success with a
thirty-minute TV show scheduled during the sacred
"family hour"? And now, as if to highlight the
dichotomy between Midler's raunchy persona of years
past and her recent reign as queen of Disney flicks
(Hocus Pocus [1993], Touchstone's Big Business
[1988] and Down and Out in Beverly Hills [1986]),
Midler is playing a singer-actress named Bette Midler
in a sitcom that focuses attention on all phases of
her career, high and low and in-the-middle.
That's right: in Bette, Midler plays herself and
approaches the role with the same irreverance that has
always been her trademark. In an e-mail to her fan
club, she notes that the part of "Bette Midler" wasn't
a lock for the actress: "I had to fight like a dog to
get this part, you know. It was a struggle with a lot
of competition. Thank God that bitch Vanessa Redgrave
can't sing." Thank God, indeed, for not even the
brilliant Redgrave could adequately duplicate
Midler's spitfire delivery.
While Midler may be irreplaceable, the rest of her
family apparently isn't. For Bette, Midler's
husband, German performance artist Martin Von
Haselberg (played by Kevin Dunn), has been renamed
Roy, and works as a college professor. Marina Malota
plays fictional daughter Rose, who closely resembles
real daughter Sophie. Completing Midler's fictional
world are her agent, Connie (the always dependable
Joanna Gleason) and her musical director, Oscar (James
Dreyfus). While Midler has long maintained in
interviews that her personal life is rather
uneventful, presenting herself and her family as the
all-American family who live next door, her television
family has the unenviable and unending job of keeping
Bette from blasting herself into the stratosphere.
If the pilot episode is any indication, that should be
a formidable task. It opens with Bette in a panic
before a concert, convinced that she can no longer put
on a crowd-pleasing show. It takes a dose of reverse
psychology from Roy to get her out on stage, where she
is, of course, dynamic. Later, Bette's panic at
feeling "over-the-hill" is heightened when Roy falls
asleep early in the evening on her first night home
after touring. Bette reacts to this incident by
convincing herself that she needs to make herself over
the new, improved, hip Bette Midler is about to be
born. This determination leads to a rather far-fetched
visit to a plastic surgeon, a trip to the mall with
her embarrassed daughter, and a hilarious workout on a
convoluted Swedish exercise machine that she describes
as a "leather bar without the two drink minimum."
Bette also decides to update her act, performing a
delightful boogie-woogie rendition of a Kid Rock song
(frankly, this was the first time I realized there was
any musicality to Kid Rock's songs). Once again, it is
up to Roy to convince Bette that she is acting
irrationally and to rein in her excessive behavior.
But as anyone who has seen one of Midler's concerts
knows, excessive behavior is her forte. And throughout
the show, she remains manic, expressing herself
through "broad" physical humor. Standing at only 5'1",
she relies on outrageous gestures and extreme facial
expressions to dominate any space or situation she's
in. And in this sense, Midler appears prepared to
follow in the footsteps of Lucille Ball, Imogene Coca,
and Carol Burnett as one of television's great
physical comediennes. Because she can so easily steal
the focus from those around her, the show's success or
failure will depend on how well she is able to make
use of this center stage. After all, most viewers
aren't going to be tuning in because they are huge
Kevin Dunn fans, regardless of how likable he is.
There's an obvious downside to the show's rather
zealous focus on Midler it allows little room for
development of the other characters. But she has
always willingly shared the spotlight when a script
called for it (think of Beaches [1988] or For the Boys [1991]). So there's hope that Roy, Rose, Connie,
and Oscar will also get interesting storylines as the
series progresses. It would be especially nice to see
Connie get a life outside of her association with
Bette, because Gleason, one of TV's most consistent
actresses, has yet to find a role that allows her to
display fully her considerable talent.
Such hopeful thinking can't quite get past the basic
fact of the show: Midler is playing herself, or more
precisely, a fictional version of herself. This is
certainly nothing new in the history of sitcoms. Jack
Benny, the Nelson family, George Burns and Gracie
Allen, and Jerry Seinfeld all had hit shows portraying
themselves, and countless other actors, such as Bill
Cosby and Roseanne, have played characters loosely
based on their public personas. In Midler's case,
this lets her use her scathing wit to skewer both her
contemporaries and those occassions in her
own career that have been critical or financial
disappointments. For instance, Sally Field takes a
particularly harsh thrashing through repeated jokes in
the pilot. At one point, Bette is questioned by Roy
after using dialogue from The Rose to seduce him.
She responds, "Hey, I was nominated for that! Sally
Field, my ass!" Of course, the joke only works if the
viewer knows that Midler lost the Academy Award to
Field; viewers who are not "Midler savvy" may miss it.
Midler's potshots at herself and her place in the
industry also emphasize one of the advantages
performers have in playing themselves, that being the
opportunity to reinforce perceptions that fans have
come to embrace. This can be a delicate business:
sometimes these perceptions aren't all-good. Jack
Benny made a reputation as a miser through his TV
show, despite the reality that he was a very generous
man. Gracie Allen, famously intelligent offscreen,
made her career playing a ditz and master of
malapropisms. In Bette, however, Midler often breaks
with this tradition, offering up an image of herself
that's less than glorious. In most of her previous
work, she has presented herself as a confident,
assertive woman in charge of the world around her, but
in the series premiere, TV-Bette is an insecure,
temperamental diva in need of constant validation.
This difference from her public image may prove
problematic in the long run, as viewers expecting the
same old, boundlessly energetic Midler, may be
surprised to find another, less familiar personality.
Midler compounds the how-to-read-her dilemma by
continuing to present herself in interviews and other
public venues, such as the e-mail passage quoted
above, with her usual wise-cracking and self-mocking
tone. Both old fans and new viewers are likely to be
confused when they see insecure Bette at 8:00 and then
sassy Bette a few hours later on Leno or Letterman.
Then again, her ability to change up so apparently
easily is testament to her ever-developing range.
It could be that this TV representation is more
accurate than we know, but one can't wonder why Midler
has chosen to reveal this vulnerable side of her
personality after working so hard in the past to deny
it, or at least keep it from fans' eyes. The
inconsistency between presentation and perception may
drive away some Midler fans, who are looking for what
they know already. As for this Midler fan, I will
probably continue to view the series for a number of
reasons to hear Midler sing (which she will do
weekly), to see the parade of promised guest stars
(friend and frequent co-star Danny DeVito plays
himself in the pilot), and to savor Midler's biting
sarcasm. I don't know that Bette will live up to
all my expectations, but I do know that I found myself
laughing out loud several times during the premiere.
Considering that some long-running sitcoms have yet to
elicit so much as a chuckle from me, I would have to
say that that puts Bette exactly where she likes to
be out front and in the spotlight.