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Mar. 01, 1993: Reviews:Television
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TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1993
Mar. 01, 1993 You Say You Want a Revolution...
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<source>Time Magazine</source>
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REVIEWS, Page 63
TELEVISION
Frontier Feminist
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<p>By RICHARD ZOGLIN
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<l>SHOW: Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman</l>
<l>TIME: Saturdays, 8 P.M. EST, CBS</l>
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<p> THE BOTTOM LINE: The surprise hit of the season is treacly but
has its old-fashioned pleasures.
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<p> Well, here's a fine how-de-do. The networks keep churning out
trendy sitcoms and hip ensemble dramas in a desperate (and largely
futile) attempt to attract young viewers. Then CBS trots out
an old-fashioned frontier drama, slips it almost sheepishly
into the little-watched Saturday-night schedule, and gives it
the clumsiest title on TV, Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman. Darned
if the homespun series doesn't catch on. Aside from coattail
successes like Love and War (which follows Murphy Brown) and
The Jackie Thomas Show (after Roseanne), it's the biggest new
hit of the season.
</p>
<p> An instructive hit too. The glut of youth-oriented shows seems
to have created a viewer backlash. Matlock and In the Heat of
the Night, two old-timers canceled by NBC last year, are back
and doing well on new networks. NBC executives have acknowledged
that they probably moved too fast to junk aging shows and replace
them with youth-oriented sitcoms. It is no accident that CBS,
the one network that has stayed aloof from the youthquake, is
No. 1 in the ratings, with "mature" shows like Murder, She Wrote,
60 Minutes and Evening Shade.
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<p> Those shows, however, look like MTV next to Dr. Quinn. Jane
Seymour, queen of the network mini-series, stars as the graduate
of an Eastern women's medical college who answers an ad and
moves west to practice in Colorado Springs in the 1860s. The
residents are surprised and dismayed to discover that their
new doctor is a woman (her name, unhelpfully, is Michaela),
but she quickly proves her skills. In the meantime, she takes
over the care of three youngsters whose mother has died of a
rattlesnake bite. "After my real ma went to heaven, Dr. Mike
got to be my ma down here on earth," explains the youngest.
"And she loves me just the same."
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<p> Treacle like that goes down easier when the storytelling is
as confident and plainspoken as it is here. Unlike, say, the
recent mini-series Queen, Dr. Quinn is hokum without an agenda,
other than re-creating some old-time TV pleasures. The town
characters--a naive telegraph operator, a good-hearted prostitute,
a smoldering hunk who hangs out with a pet wolf--are colorful
in the innocent, pre-Bochco sense of the word, and the series
has sweep and moral heft. (For the opening credits, the screen
is even masked at the top and bottom to simulate a CinemaScope
epic.)
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<p> And for those who think the TV western is outdated, Dr. Quinn
has plenty of Clinton-era updating. In one episode, Dr. Quinn
sets out to expose a mill owner who is polluting the town's
drinking water with mercury. In another, she fights with a bank
officer who won't lend her money because she's a single woman.
Indians in Dr. Quinn are not hostile, just misunderstood; a
hawker of phony patent medicines turns out to be a surgeon who
grew disillusioned after witnessing battlefield carnage during
the Civil War. Seymour, as the town's doctor, psychologist,
police force and environmental chemist rolled into one, is the
biggest anachronism of all. But a right purty one.
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