Murder, She Wrote: Broadway Malady Rewatch
September 23, 2014 10:24 PM - Season 1, Episode 13 - Subscribe
Jessica is in New York for meetings with her publisher but her nephew Grady has a new job as the accountant for a new Broadway musical that will star Hollywood legend Rita Bristol and her daughter Patti. After a rehearsal Barry (Rita's son, who put the financing for the show together) and Patti Bristol are walking to the parking garage when a pistol-wielding mugger jumps out from behind a dumpster demanding money. Patti is seriously wounded but Barry, who's been mugged several times, kills the man with his own gun. It doesn't add up for Jessica however and when an attempt is made on Rita's life, Jessica sets a trap.
I love the cast for this one -- Lorna Luft, Vivian Blaine, Milton Berle! And Robert Morse (which made me shout BERT COOPER!!! really loud, to no one in particular).
I think this is the only episode I've seen so far where there's a murder but no one actually dies.
posted by mochapickle at 6:05 AM on September 24, 2014
I think this is the only episode I've seen so far where there's a murder but no one actually dies.
posted by mochapickle at 6:05 AM on September 24, 2014
Who taught that mugger about timing? Tommy Wiseau? "Your money and your jewels, lady, fast!" And the guy didn't wait for a response before he shot!
Det. Sgt. Moreno was the most casual, biased cop (so far):
Barry's real crime is that he has terrible taste. His mother said it's bad luck, but the way she describes it, I think the blame is with Barry: "Bad plays, dreadful films, ghastly TV shows."
There's some wonderful terrible writing. Rita Bristol died of barbiturates, alcohol and turning on the gas in her apartment, and someone says of her, "old habits are hard to break." You know, the old habits of trying to kill yourself three ways at once. She was a terrible lush for gas, you know.
posted by filthy light thief at 9:07 AM on October 2, 2014 [1 favorite]
Det. Sgt. Moreno was the most casual, biased cop (so far):
Det. Sgt. Moreno: Bristol, you're free to go. If the D. A. wants to file, he knows where to find you. Um, I hope your sister makes it.But he topped it with his comments on crime statistics:
Barry Bristol: Thank you, Sergeant.
Det. Sgt. Moreno: No, thank you. I mean, you gave me one less bum to worry about.
Det. Sgt. Moreno: You want a reason, huh? All right. I'll give you a reason. Statistics. That's right. Now, yesterday was on the nose.The Gods of Crime Statistics have determined the correct number of crimes for each day, and it is simply our duty to make those numbers come true. Don't bother him with your pesky theories about set-ups and masterminds behind street crimes, because he's a busy man. After all, these conclusions won't jump to themselves.
Eleven people in this town became shooting victims, just like they're supposed to. Four of them will die. So far, Patti Bristol is one of the lucky ones.
Barry's real crime is that he has terrible taste. His mother said it's bad luck, but the way she describes it, I think the blame is with Barry: "Bad plays, dreadful films, ghastly TV shows."
There's some wonderful terrible writing. Rita Bristol died of barbiturates, alcohol and turning on the gas in her apartment, and someone says of her, "old habits are hard to break." You know, the old habits of trying to kill yourself three ways at once. She was a terrible lush for gas, you know.
posted by filthy light thief at 9:07 AM on October 2, 2014 [1 favorite]
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