Hollywood - Intim und indiskret

The 1980s were the heyday of American mini-series. Whether historical events or, as here, scandalous navel-gazing - every topic could become a complete series with three to six episodes. Filmed with great effort and featuring an all-star cast, these mini-series were marketed worldwide.

"Hollywood Wives" (the original title) is based on the novel of the same name by Jackie Collins (sister of Joan Collins, who was world famous in those years as Alexis from DYNASTY), which was published in 1983. It's about several women who have to do with the entertainment industry in Los Angeles and are of course involved in unsavory affairs and intrigues. So the full life! How one can be unhappy even in eternal spring!

Directed by Robert Day, the film stars Candice Bergen, Mary Crosby, Angie Dickinson, Steve Forrest, Roddy McDowall, Robert Stack and ACADEMY AWARD winner Rod Steiger. We see the wonderful Stefanie Powers as screenwriter Montana Gray as a particularly unhappy Hollywood wife. Her British director husband, who is of course not very particular about marital fidelity, is played by the later ACADEMY AWARD winner Anthony Hopkins.

Oh yes, and Andrew Stevens, who was still very young at the time, plays a hunky call boy for all the frustrated ladies from Hollywood's upper class.

The three-part series that aired on ABC in February 1985 wasn't really convincing. Too little heart, the viewer didn't care much about the characters. But the equipment was right, produced by successful producer Aaron Spelling (DYNASTY).

For the most part, I found this trash-fest quite entertaining. However, having read the Jackie Collins book before watching the miniseries, I was rather horrified by the casting of Stefanie Powers as "Montana Gray." In the book, that character was described as in her late twenties, with long black hair. And yet here she's being played by the 40-something redhead Powers?! I suppose that since Powers was basically the queen of 1980s miniseries and TV-movies, she had the ego and the clout to get herself cast in that role. And...It didn't work. At all!

Everyone else in the cast was fun and portrayed their respective characters believably, though.

Every once in a while when you sit down in front of the TV to be entertained, you don't want to have to think or analyze or correlate anything that you're watching. Sometimes you just want to put your brain on hold and watch pretty people in pretty costumes having pretty problems. If you like to indulge in mindless potboilers every now and then have your fill with the 1985 miniseries Hollywood WIVES, the trashy multi-episodic miniseries based on the equally trashy Jackie Collins novel. The story follows a select circle of Hollywood friends, acquaintances, newcomers, secretholders, adulterers and their various escapades. Now, let's see if I can remember all of this...Steve Forrest is an actor looking for a comeback and neglecting wife Candice Bergen while having an affair with Mary Crosby...producer/director Anthony Hopkins is cheating on screenwriter wife Stefanie Powers with blackmailing bimbo Suzanne Somers...Andrew Stevens and wife Catherine Mary Stewart move to Hollywood so that he can begin a career as an actor but she's the one who ends up having a career, being drafted by the studio head (Rod Steiger) who wants her for the lead in a film that Hopkins promised to Somers. When Stevens' career goes nowhere, he gets hired by Roddy McDowell to be a male escort to make ends meet. Stevens by the way, has a dual role as a psycho who comes to Hollywood to find the mother that gave him up for adoption many years ago. Those are the main story lines so if you're in the mood for some mindless eye candy, sit back and enjoy.

Suzanne Summers! Candace Bergen! Anthony Hopkins! Shoulder pads! How can you go wrong? Well, actually this mini-series is a whole world of wrong but thats part of the fun. I especially enjoyed Bergen's role as a compulsive shoplifter who lives in Beverly Hills. The movie is too long, too melodramatic but the sleazy characters and the campy dialoge will keep you laughing till the end. Once this trash fest starts I dare you to turn it off!!!

If you haven't read the book, you might enjoy this second or third-rate series with lots of famous names in the cast. But the book was really very explicit, so to make this sort of sugary series in which nothing untoward happens or is shown, no full-frontal nudity of either sex... I'm sorry! Utter disappointment, and a complete waste of time. I hope some streaming network might have the guts to do a remake, this time without the Victorian prudishness that is really insulting in this version. Jackie Collins deserves better, and so do we. Dressing the piano legs as obscene is hardly what was needed, even in the 1980-s.