When I was in college, I thought Candace Bergen was one of the hottest things on two feet. She wasn't an actress yet. She was doing some acting in college at the time, but what she was was incredibly beautiful, brainy and sexy.
She emerged into the whirl of knockout, class act babes, but she couldn't find the right guy. She tried journalism, but failed. In the 1970's, she used to appear on a local TV talk show on Channel 7 in New York talking about getting old and not meeting anybody.
Then, of course, she got married, and whom did she marry but the French intellectual filmmaker Louis Malle. Being in the same room with a French intellectual is enough to nauseate anybody, but I'm sure his "philosophe" was just the thing for Candace. I think they were very happy, probably trashing American culture and sending out for cuisses de grenouilles.
Then Candace evolved into Murphy Brown. Boy, I hated that show. She could never make it as a film actress, but quips turned out to be up her alley. I think Vice President Potatoe Quayle was right to condemn the single mother storyline, and by that time I couldn't even imagine Candace having sex with anybody. She was drifting toward fossilized WASPdom. Then we all said bye-bye after 10 years. That's a great run, so somebody must have liked her. Or maybe, just maybe, Murphy Brown was about the late Bobby Pastorelli, and he was the star.
Until they let David Kelley out of his straight jacket again, and he cast her on Boston Legal as a partner with Bill Shatner and Rene Auborjonois. Hello ABC, she's wrecking the show. Large. Her outfits, with collars up to her ears as though she were Kate Hepburn drive me crazy.
ATTENTION ABC: GET RID OF HER FAST.
You want a woman of a certain age? Who can fit into the sexed-up environs of the world of Denny Crane? There are plenty. Jacqueline Bisset? Helen Mirren? So long, Candace, you're history.