People Staff
September 05, 1988 12:00 PM

Faced with history’s longest postponement of a new season, TV execs may be feeling as awful as Roseanne Barr’s hairdo. But despite the writers’ strike, fellow entertainees, there’ll be lots to amuse and amaze you this fall. Take Roseanne. Please. (Sorry.) She stars in ABC’s most talked about new show, Roseanne, as a Donna Reed gone to seed. You’ll have to wait until October to watch her and until 1989 for some new series. But this month’s TV has a few fresh flickers. And NBC has the Olympics.

Happily for film fans, the five-month strike struck out before crippling movieland. As planned, Gorillas in the Mist has Sigourney Weaver playing anthropologist Dian Fossey, who is mysteriously killed in the African jungle, and A Cry in the Dark has Meryl Streep playing the mother of a child who is mysteriously killed in the Australian outback. Trend alert!

Michael Jackson turns thirtysomethingstrange, and some of his sibs have new albums. New LPs are due, too, from Keith Richards and Willie Nelson, whose autobiography comes out in October. Good thing writers don’t have writers; they weren’t blocked by the strike. Debbie Reynolds has yet another autobiography, Debbie—My Life, and Larry McMurtry has a new novel, Anything for Billy, which portrays Billy the Kid as a less-than-hot shot.

So the fall packs as much punch as a playground at recess. Speaking of which, the Class of 2000 is now sharpening its pencils and facing first grade.


After the hottest box office summer ever, Fall pulls out all the stops—and all the stars—to keep us coming back for passion and popcorn

Bill Murray (with the late Anne Ramsey) updates A Christmas Carol in Scrooged, in which he plays the old miser as a network TV exec. Billy, you little dickens, get outta here.

In Tequila Sunrise, Michelle Pfeiffer hooks up with her male counterpart in sexiness, Mel Gibson, for some fun in the sun.

Nothing unusual about Arnold Schwarzenegger teaming up with Danny DeVito in a comedy—jumbo jokes are a staple of Arn’s action films. But in Twins, this odd couple play the title characters. Presumably Sheena and Mickey Rooney play the parents.

When football hero Dennis Quaid weds school crush Jessica Lange, they embark on decades of marital problems in Everybody’s All American. Lange also stars in Far North, directed by pal Sam Shepard.

Don’t get the wrong idea about Sigourney Weaver lounging on those soft sheets. She plays a high-powered Manhattan boss in Mike Nichols’ new film frolic, Working Girl.

What are those codgers Don Ameche, Hume Cronyn and Wilford Brimley doing back on a Florida beach? In Cocoon, they left for outer space. In Cocoon: The Return, they get a chance to change their minds. A flimsy excuse for a sequel, but it’ll be good to see the old gang again.

They meet as kids on the beach at Atlantic City and stay the unlikeliest of pals through crisis and triumph. Barbara Hershey is the snob from San Francisco; Bette Midler is the sassy singer from New York, and their film, Beaches, is—my gawd—a drama, Miss M’s first since The Rose in 1979.


For literary buffs, there’s Jane Fonda, Gregory Peck and Jimmy Smits in Carlos Fuentes’ Old Gringo; Diane Keaton in Sue Miller’s The Good Mother, and the Body Heat duo of William Hurt and Kathleen Turner reteaming in Anne Tyler’s The Accidental Tourist.

For hunk hunters, there’s a trio of Toms: Tom Selleck in Her Alibi, Tom Cruise in Rainman and Tom Berenger in Last Rites.

For girl watchers, there’s Kim Basinger in My Stepmother Is an Alien, Susan Sarandon in Sweet Hearts Dance and Cybill Shepherd in Chances Are.

For Oscar possibles, there’s Jodie Foster as a rape victim in The Accused, Jeremy Irons doubling as twin gynecologists in Dead Ringers and Sigourney Weaver (it could be her year) as the late anthropologist Dian Fossey in Gorillas in the Mist.


Couch spuds, rejoice! Hollywood’s back on track, and there are scads of shows coming to a TV screen near you soon…er or later

Lisa Bonet’s loss is Different World’s gain. While pregnant (due in November), she’ll be on NBC’s Cosby instead of her successful—but stupid—show, which Fame’s Debbie Allen is producing.

NBC’s Tattinger’s, from the people who brought you St. Elsewhere, is a drama set in a New York restaurant. Stephen Collins plays a cafe kingpin, and Blythe Danner plays his ex.

Dirty Dancing spins off and over the dance floor and becomes this CBS sitcom featuring Patrick Cassidy and Constance Marie. It adds ’60s songs, some laughs and McLean (Hello, Larry) Stevenson. Another nostalgic songfest: CBS’ Almost Grown.

In the 10 years since she began acting in Pretty Baby, Brooke Shields may have changed, but her wardrobe hasn’t. This month she stars with Ed Marinaro, Howard Hesseman and fellow supermodel of yesteryear Twiggy in CBS’ The Diamond Trap.

Twenty-seven years after he began, Dick Van Dyke returns to CBS sitcomland with his son Barry. The two play an actor and his son who run a struggling theater company. Their first episode reportedly wasn’t up to snuff; it’s being re-shot. Dick’s old co-star Mary Tyler Moore also returns to CBS, this time as a divorcee. Among the other TV stars making comebacks: Judd (Taxi) Hirsch in NBC’s Dear John and Family’s Kristy McNichol and Soap’s Richard Mulligan in NBC’s Empty Nest.

In NBC’s cutest entry, Kate Jackson plays Diane Keaton’s Baby Boom role as a yup insta-mom. Recreating their movie roles: Sam Wanamaker as her boss and twins Michelle and Kristina Kennedy, taking turns as the kid.

The Really Big Event: At long last, starting Nov. 13, Robert Mitchum and Victoria Tennant are reunited in War and Remembrance, the 18-hour, seven-part ABC minisequel to Winds of War. That’s not all, folks: Another 22 hours will be shown next year.


Reality is in: USA Today becomes a daily news-esque show (syndicated). So does The Christian Science Monitor(the Discovery Channel). Group One Medical'(syndicated) shows us real patients with real diseases, while Family Medical Center (syndicated) gives us real ailments attacking mere actors. Incredible Sunday (ABC), like the old That’s Incredible, talks to real people who did things that are, well, really incredible.

On Oct. 3 Ted Turner launches his fourth channel, Turner Network Television (peppy monogram), with real events, reruns (Medical Center) and several video bios of, among others, two guys who deserve each other: Billy the Kid and Donald Trump.


Sounds abound—A Stone rolls on alone, Babs confabs with Don, Russia boasts a glasnost host, and the Bangles dangle some newfangled ditties

Keith Richards’ best feedback on his first solo record came from his old singing and songwriting mate Mick Jagger. “I actually caught him dancing around the room after I came back from taking a pee,” Richards, 44, proudly reports. How would the lone Stone describe the tone of his new work, Talk Is Cheap? “I’m bellowing all over it,” he chortles. (Sept.)

Despite persistent comparisons with rockers with names like Bruce Springsteen and John Cougar Mellencamp, Steve Earle, 33, insists he’s a dyed-in-the-overalls country boy: “I’ll always talk with this funny twang,” he says. Still, the buzz down Nashville way is that the rowdy Texas native’s new album, Copperhead Road, will have a rock-and-roll edge to it, thanks to guest appearances by the Pogues and Lone Justice’s Maria McKee. (Oct.)

Don’t try any New Jersey jokes on rocker Jon Bon Jovi, 26. The guy’s firmly planted in Garden State soil. “I’ll never move,” he swears. “I can still see a movie there for three dollars.” His platinum-streaked band will pledge its allegiance publicly with New Jersey, due out next month. The group’s most recent LP, 1986’s Slippery When Wet, has sold 8 million copies in the U.S.

After fleeing the family compound and reportedly plunking down $3 million for her new Manhattan digs, LaToya Jackson, 31, may need Michael’s Midas touch when she releases You’re Gonna Get Rocked. (Sept.) The album, says the spit-curled image of her begloved younger brother, is “harder and grittier” than her previous efforts. Big brother Jermaine, 33, also has an LP brewing. (Oct.)

Fans of Bono and U2 have always been devout about their Irish guys. The Joshua Tree loomed at the top of the charts last year, and the upcoming Rattle and Hum—a double album that features highlights from the band’s 1987 tour—will no doubt be some divine vinyl. U2 apostles who think seeing is truly believing can catch their feature-length concert film. (Nov.)

She served up a Raptureous delight two years ago—and sold 5 million copies of it—but Anita Baker, 30, isn’t making promises for her next, still untitled, release. “I’m not Pat Riley,” she says, referring to the L.A. Lakers’ coach, who correctly predicted that his team would be second-time champs this year. She will say, however, without fear of contradiction, that “the album will be sparse, with basic, simple arrangements.” (Sept.)

With a self-effacing nod to democracy, pop funnyman Randy Newman, 43, that noted laconic lampooner of the social condition, turns the tables on himself with his latest LP, Land of Dreams. Well, sort of. Newman, who raps on one cut, owns up to being a traumatized and bespectacled 5-year-old on a cut called “Four Eyes.” But hold back the tears. “It’s really mock autobiographical,” he admits. “I lie a lot.” (Sept.)

Supporters say she’s bigger than the Beatles, but unless you’ve been behind the Iron Curtain recently, the name Alia Pugachova probably won’t Raisa your eyebrow. The officially acceptable Soviet pop diva has sold 115 million LPs—or so the party line goes—and will test the new detente with a seven-city tour in the fall.

She sang on his upcoming LP, due in October. Now Don Johnson, 38, may return the favor for his sweetheart, Barbra Streisand, 46, who is at work on a new album tentatively titled Till Loved You. Says a source, “You’d better believe Don Johnson is involved in some way.”

Possibly the only pop record out this fall with a song performed by Frank Sinatra Jr. is What Up, Dog? from the L.A. funk duo Was (Not Was). “Frank appreciated singing something that wasn’t ‘Blue Monday,’ ” says David Was (né Weiss, top) and Don Was né Fagenson), who have a knack for packaging surprise celeb contributors. Mel Tormé crooned on their last LP, Born to Laugh at Tornadoes, and Elvis Costello helped out on the new disc. (Sept.)

The Bangles successfully stifled any flak about being just another “girl group” with their 1986-87 tour and megasmash second album, A Different Light, which featured some Princely touches (he was fond of lead singer Susanna Hoffs, 27) and sold 4 million copies in the U.S. The Bangles’ new release, due in October but still untitled, won’t be just another manic medley. It’s “a little more adventurous and even has a couple of raunchy-sounding songs,” says a record-industry roving ear.


“One of the challenges of writing fiction is to imagine one’s way into different lives,” says Jay (Bright Lights, Big City) McInerney, 33, who imagines himself an aspiring actress in The Story of My Life. “I decided to stretch as far as I could,” he says. “And the shoes I chose to put myself in were a pair of high heel pumps.” (Sept.)

Certainly can’t accuse Willie Nelson, 55, of overt promotion of his new autobiography, I Didn’t Come Here and I Ain’t Leaving. “It’s okay,” he says. “But I can’t imagine why anyone would want to read 700 pages on me.” (Oct.)

Joseph Heller’s new novel, Picture This, offers a history of the world as seen through Aristotle’s eyes. “It’s certainly the most novel of my novels,” he proclaims, “the shortest and most extensive, the most difficult to write and simplest to read.” (Sept.)

This fall is harvest time for Anne Tyler fans. They can see the movie version of An Accidental Tourist and then read her new Breathing Lessons for an encore. Tyler’s 11th novel centers on a long-married couple who attend the funeral of a close family friend. During the course of the ordeal, the pair rediscover their love. (Sept.)

Twenty-five years ago Debbie Reynolds wrote an autobiography called If I Knew Then. This October readers will find out what Carrie Fisher’s mom has learned in the Reynolds wrap-up, Debbie—My Life. And yes, folks, she lets us in on how Liz stole Eddie.


Now here’s an anniversary that may have swung by. Thirty years ago (and don’t say you don’t remember) the Hula-Hoop (and don’t say you didn’t have one came to the U.S. by way of Australia. Thirty million were sold.

People still remember where they were when President John F. Kennedy was shot in 1963. CBS Reports will air a two-hour memorial special. (Nov.)

Mickey Mouse is 60! To celebrate, Disney has designated a three-acre chunk of its Orlando park as his Birthdayland and created a hot-air balloon in his image.

Amnesty International’s Human Rights Now! global music tour marks the 40th anniversary of the declaration of human rights. Springsteen, Sting and Tracy Chapman will sing.

These really are shower heads—brightly painted faces and ape mugs that spurt water. More fun for semiadults than rubber duckies.

Orson Welles’s radio drama, War of the Worlds, telling of Martians invading Grovers Mill, N.J., set off a mass panic 50 years ago. Watch—and listen—for eerie updates.

Need a new boy toy? Kenner Products is kicking off a lineup of plastic pro ballplayers whose limbs really swing. Better than bubble-gum trading cards.

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