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- Jul. 18, 1994: Justice:It's Already the TV Movie
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- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1994
- Jul. 18, 1994 Attention Deficit Disorder
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- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- JUSTICE, Page 36
- It's Already the TV Movie
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- <body>
- <p>By Richard Corliss
- </p>
- <p> Are we weary of this yet? Has a single citizen of the global
- village OD'd on O.J.? Apparently not. Every day for two weeks
- everybody was talking, everybody was watching. Last Friday,
- when the pretrial hearing reached its grisly climax, was Day
- 26 of America Held Hostage by its own lust for sensation. On
- ABC, CBS, NBC, FOX, CNN, ESPN2 and especially COURT TV (the
- all-O.J. channel), the talkathon played six or more hours a
- day. Afternoon ratings soared 24% above their usual levels;
- prime-time specials were available for the law-impaired and
- the juris-imprudent. If you still couldn't get enough, you must
- have contracted Simpsonitis, an inflammation of tabloid curiosity,
- which has evidently attained epidemic proportions in Los Angeles;
- at least station KCBS-TV deemed that affliction worthy of a
- special news report. We have reached the nadir of infotainment:
- infotaint.
- </p>
- <p> America has a strange taste in atrocities and an elastic attention
- span for them. The 10,000 African children who die each day
- of starvation can hardly cop a headline, but Tonya and Nancy
- held our fascination for weeks. Some see O.J. Simpson as a hero,
- not guilty by reason of celebrity. Others want him to be unmasked
- as a villain, if only because it solves this riveting murder
- mystery. Until a jury determines his fate, he is neither. He
- is a minor pop star--a onetime running back, a rental-car
- salesman, a modestly gifted actor--in big trouble. Perhaps
- in an age long depleted of kings, we can come no closer to Greek
- tragedy than Oedipus Hertz.
- </p>
- <p> Every star needs supporting actors. Simpson's have come, almost
- literally, from Central Casting. Brian Kaelin, with his sleepy-surfer
- blondness, is a part-time actor whose films include Beach Fever.
- Robert Shapiro, the Rupert Murdoch look-alike, and Gerald Uelmen,
- a less telegenic Matlock, play bad cop-good cop for the defense.
- Prosecutor Marcia Clark is a former professional dancer. Clark's
- witnesses have a nice racial mix out of Hill Street Blues: Greek-American
- male nurse, Chinese-American criminalist, middle-American detectives.
- During recesses, big-shot defense attorneys--hired guns who
- fit the western-movie stereotypes of cowboy, gambler and hard-eyed
- madam--are ready to offer the predictable wisdom that no man
- should be presumed guilty if he can afford to retain one of
- them. And just as the hearing is a sneak preview of the murder
- trial, so these bit players seem to be auditioning for a second
- career. The Tonight Show's Jay Leno imagined them all thinking,
- "Gee, I hope I get to play myself in the TV movie."
- </p>
- <p> A TV movie would of course be redundant. This was already the
- perfect living-room entertainment: Barnum & Bailey meets Barnaby
- Jones. But it was also an education in TV watching. With no
- laugh track, no sobbing violins, viewers had to decide for themselves
- how to react to this bizarre and compelling summer series. How,
- for example, to decipher the soul behind a face as beautiful,
- iconic and unknowable as O.J. Simpson's? On Friday he listened
- to the coroner's droning, explicit testimony of the wounds that
- caused Nicole Simpson's death. Raw emotion played on his features,
- but what emotion? Shock? Remorse? Fury? We have spent thousands
- of hours watching cop shows and love stories, intuiting feelings
- from faces. A glance at O.J. proved that there are some secrets
- even TV cannot reveal.
- </p>
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