Time, however, is not on my or the show’s side, so I guess it’s time to pick up and review this here show of ours and send it on it’s way. Farewell, Playboy Club, we hardly knew you. Shame.
PLAYBOY CLUB (Cancelled)
Gosh it must have been nice to be pretty in the early 1960s. All of those opportunities just opening themselves up to you. From being a Pan Am stewardess*, to being a Playboy Bunny, man life sure must have been grand. Who wouldn’t want to strut around in a bathing suit sized corset and heels while being professionally ogled and told that you are all that a woman can ever hope to be?
|Stop wiping the evidence on yourself.|
A quick recap of the pilot episode: Bunny Maureen is new at her job, and when she goes back to get cigarettes, a man follows her. He tries to rape her. She kicks out at him, and accidentally murders him with her stiletto heel.** In the process, she’s seen by Don Draper, sorry, Nick Dalton, an up and coming lawyer, who helps her dispose of the body and clean herself up. He also tells her that the man she killed was a mob boss. The mob boss. Nick’s girlfriend, Carol Lynne, also a Bunny, shows up, finds Maureen and freaks out. She gets fired for freaking out, then convinces Hugh Hefner to make her the “Bunny Mother” for all of the girls. Blah blah blah, other stuff happens, whatever.
The plot is not the problem. Well, it’s not the whole problem. The real problem is what the plot tells us about the world of the show.
|Yup. Good life goal, right there.|
Um, I think you’re doing it wrong.
Carol Lynne is amazingly talented. She’s the main entertainment at the club, and she’s a brilliant singer. It’s clear that she’s the main attraction there most nights, and it’s not just because she fills out a Bunny suit well, it’s because the girl has got some pipes. But she absolutely cannot see past the front doors of the club to imagine a world where she is not a Bunny. And when she does get her own back, by begging a man (Hugh Hefner even) to give her what she deserves, she gets a position as the first “Bunny Mother”. Like a sorority mother, for Bunnies. Not managing the club or singing professionally, or even doing something else with all of her brains, money and influence. No, she’s a den mother to a bunch of pretty girls. And she’s thrilled, because it’s the best thing she could have asked for. And because she had to ask for it.
The Hef giveth, but the Hef taketh away (your self respect).
|Classy, girlfriend. Classy.|
|There were no shots of the interesting plot. Sorry.|
Well, no. I reject that. And apparently so did everyone else. So bye bye Playboy Club. Don’t let the door hit you on the tail on your way out.
*See yesterday’s review, here.
**It’s impressive. Improbable, but impressive.
***Sean Maher (Firefly, Warehouse 13, other stuff I care about less) recently came out as gay himself. You can read his interview with Entertainment Weekly on the topic here. Personally, it made me look at his character on this show a little more closely, though from what I could see, and what I’ve seen of his prior work, he’s just a damn good actor. Nothing more too it.