Alone Again, Unnaturally
Editor's Note: According to the network, Madigan Men is about to go "on hiatus," which means it will return refurbished or it will not return at all.
The relationship between television and films has
always been rather like the relationship between
baseball's minor and major leagues. Character actors
have moved freely between the media, but for actors
with marquee aspirations, TV has always been the farm
team, home to young
turks on the rise and veterans on the fade. Bruce
Willis doesn't mind if Lifetime reruns Moonlighting,
but it's pretty doubtful that Michelle Pfeiffer wants
to revisit her early-'80s cop show B.A.D. Cats. And
on the other side, wasn't it somehow tragic when Rock
Hudson became McMillan and Tony Curtis joined the cast
of Vega$? The last few TV seasons, however, have
seen name stars still in their relative prime embark
on a curious migration to the small screen. This
season Bette Midler and Geena Davis, both Academy
Award-winning actresses, have their own sitcoms, which
is remarkable but certainly within their range --
Midler is a much better comedian than she is a
dramatic actress and Davis started out on the
short-lived but wickedly funny Buffalo Bill with
Dabney Coleman. Unlikely career moves, perhaps, but as
they say in show biz, doable.
Madigan Men, on the other hand, stars Gabriel Byrne
(Gothic, The Usual Suspects) and Roy Dotrice
(Amadeus), and all one can do is try to imagine how
this package was pitched to the network. Lord Byron
and Mozart's dad in an ABC sitcom -- can't you just
smell the hilarity? Byrne plays Benjamin Madigan, a
successful Manhattan architect recently divorced after
seventeen years of marriage and ready to date again.
The only problem is that after being so long off the
market he hasn't a clue about how to meet and approach
women. Fortunately Ben is surrounded by people who
give him bad advice at the drop of a dime -- his
coworkers (Grant Shaud, late of Murphy Brown, and
Sabrina Lloyd), his teenaged Lothario son Luke (John
C. Hensley), and his father Seamus (Dotrice), who is
visiting from Ireland, seemingly indefinitely. As Ben
stumbles from bad date to bad date, we're supposed to
view the singles wilderness through his naive eyes.
It's sort of like Sex and the City, only male and
with Dotrice's Irish aphorisms in place of Kim Catrall
constantly saying fuck.
Unlike Sex and the City, Madigan Men is utter
hooey. As unfair as it may seem, a wealthy, handsome
single architect with a commitment to monogamy and an
Irish accent simply would not have that much trouble
getting a girlfriend. Hell, I'd date him.
Ben Madigan is a nice guy, and in TV Sitcom World,
nice guys finish last. In one episode Ben is set up
with an attractive young dermatologist. They have one
date and end up in bed together, where Ben, accustomed
to sleeping with his wife, blurts out, "I love you."
After a panicky exchange with his co-workers on the
magnitude of his faux pas, Ben sees the doctor again,
apologizes, and they part amiably. That's it. No
elaborate deceptions, no histrionics, no ensuing
wackiness whatsoever. Ben acts like an adult and
handles the situation in a mature and forthright
manner.
And what's wrong with that, you ask? Nothing at all,
except that again Ben proves too good to be true, or
at least too good to be a sitcom character. If we have
learned anything about television in the last twenty
years, it is that the shows that endure -- from
Married with Children to Seinfeld -- all revolve
around itinerant jerks who needlessly complicate their
lives. For example, Frasier would have squeezed at
least three episodes out of the "I love you" fiasco
and referred to it for years. It may be satisfying to
finally see a mature sitcom character, but the
continuing adventures of Mr. Right is not exactly
going to be a wellspring of comedic tension and
certainly will not sustain a show for twenty-two weeks
a season.
It would seem that ABC agrees. According to the
message board on the network's Madigan Men website,
the show is scheduled to be retooled. Hopefully this
means diminishing the roles of Lloyd and especially
Shaud, whose anxiety-ridden nebbish bit was annoying
enough on Murphy Brown and is just unwatchable here,
and devoting more airtime to the relationship between
Ben and Seamus, which is the high point of the show.
Byrne and Dotrice worked together onstage in Sean
O'Casey's A Moon for the Misbegotten, and their
chemistry is palpable. Their scenes together
constitute the only time in which Byrne seems really
comfortable with his dialogue, probably because the
dialogue is at its best in those scenes, as when Ben
worries about his son going to a bar and Seamus
reminds him that he was being taken to pubs when he
was six years old. "Oh yeah," muses Ben, "the Irish
Head Start program." If the producers can mine the
potential wealth of material in the Madigan Men's
Irishness without turning the show into Ethnic Comedy
#644, they may even be able to dispense with the
cheesy laughtrack.
Gabriel Byrne has said in interviews that his
seemingly baffling move to television is born of a
desire to live in New York and be near his children,
who live with ex-wife Ellen Barkin in an apartment
about a block away from his. It's a noble reason and
typical of a man who, from all accounts, is as nice a
guy as Ben Madigan. Unfortunately, unless the
producers of Madigan Men can either broaden the
show's focus or somehow dirty Ben up, Byrne may become
that rare thing, a big-leaguer who couldn't cut it in
the minors.