Mary Tyler Moore
Season Five
Not A Christmas Story / What Are Friends For? / A Boy’s Best Friend / A Son For Murray / Neighbours* / A Girl Like Mary / An Affair To Forget / Mary Richards: Producer / The System / Phyllis Whips Inflation / The Shame Of The Cities / Marriage Minneapolis Style / You Try To Be A Nice Guy / You Can’t Lose ‘Em All / Ted Baxter’s Famous Broadcasters’ School / Anyone Who Hates Kids And Dogs
Rhoda
Season Two
Kiss Your Épaulettes* Goodbye / Rhoda Meets The Ex-Wife / Ida’s Doctor / Mucho, Macho / The Party / Brenda’s Unemployment / With Friends Like These…
In good news, taking a month-long break from MTM has increased my enjoyment of that series. I still feel it’s past its best at this point, and there’s not a whole lot of new ground. Crucially, though, the series can still be relied on to entertain, which is its primary function.
Mary’s home life is working as well as I could hope at this point where there’s no Rhoda and barely any Phyllis (who has now made her last appearance anyway). Mary’s flat becoming an extension of the office, with various colleagues and their families dropping in at all hours at least leans into the familiar rather than trying to force to much change.
This change has particularly made me realise how well Mary Sue is stepping into Phyllis’s shoes. Coming in and criticising Mary’s decor or housekeeping skills was previously Phyllis’s forte so Mary Sue doing this feels very comfortable and familiar. It helps that Betty White excels at comic passive-aggression, so these are some of the moments I’ve enjoyed most.
It was a bit of a surprise to come back to the series with fresh eyes and suddenly realise I don’t find Murray very likeable. At this point, his main function seems to be making bitchy put-downs about/towards Ted. Earlier on I felt there was more balance: Murray frequently found Ted frustrating but there was also a kind of fondness there. Now it just feels like constant snarking and one-upmanship at Ted’s expense, and it’s not a good look.
Not helping this situation, the most significant Murray episode during this run was one that started promisingly but ultimately rang hollow. Murray’s feeling of inadequacy over not having produced a son was the basis for a good story, particularly when he hadn’t even broached the subject with Marie. As the story went on, though, the less-rational aspects of his feelings were at best skirted round, and at worst indulged by all involved. It didn’t sit well with me at all that the “solution” was Murray and Marie effortlessly adopting a random mail order son. Not only did this trivialise the lengthy, challenging and emotionally difficult process of adopting, it was also hugely dismissive of the daughters the couple already had. Everything was fixed once Murray had a son upon whom he could lavish his attention. And who, by the way, I don’t believe was mentioned again in the dozen episodes that followed. I found the whole thing quite shallow and ugly.
It was good to see Barbara Colby back for her second and final appearance, before her all-too-brief Phyllis role.
It’s nice that Rhoda is still getting the occasional mention: usually Mary missing having her around. This is making up for the lack of reference in the immediate wake of her departure. Also, Mary’s one-sided phone call with the off-screen Ida was great. I was impressed how just Mary’s side of the conversation could capture the spirit of Ida.
Back in Rhoda’s own series, things are ticking over quite nicely. Already, coming back to the series feels like reconnecting with friends. And Season Two certainly led with strength, with the first two episodes guest-starring, respectively, Ruth Gordon and Joan Van Ark.
Ruth is best-known to me for two dark characters: Minnie Castevet in Rosemary’s Baby, and a classic Columbo killer in the episode Try And Catch Me. In both cases she played an ostensibly scatty and harmless eccentric who had so much more going on beneath the surface, and that probably also applies to her performance as Carlton The Doorman’s mother, who was happy to exploit Rhoda’s guilt to get her son’s job back. Incidentally, I’ve been visualising Carlton as black, so this shook my head-canon a little.
It’s a nice (if clearly unintentional) touch that the two exes of Joe’s we’ve met have been played by future night-time soap heroines. And fun to see both Joan and Pamela Bellwood playing confident, vampish types when they would become best-known for playing vulnerable heroines who would be walked over by their respective series’ confident vamps.
* With these words being part of the title, the purist in me is torn between spelling them as written in the series’ native country or as I would usually spell it. I've gone with the latter but there are purist arguments for either.