Pink Lady... and Jeff “Episode #3” (part 2 of 2)
Jeff reads in the magazine that NBC’s looking to replace him, so he quickly changes the subject and brings out the girls and Greg. Mie and Kei start with Anne Murray’s “You Needed Me”, a nice slow number, which they actually sing well.
Greg comes in for Elton John’s “Don’t Go Breaking My Heart”. Let’s just say “All for Love” wasn’t the first love song about threesomes. This leads into Donna Summer’s “Last Dance”, which I for one was amazed to learn won an Oscar once upon a time.
At the very least, this week’s section with the guest singing with the girls is actually tolerable; plus, there’s an added level of hilarity as the girls’ “perfect unison” shtick leaves the audience with the impression that Greg Evigan is one lucky son of a bitch.
Back from commercial, Jeff and the girls, back in their kimonos (no, this is not going where you think it is), are attending one of Hef’s swinging parties. I like where this is going, but shudder to think just how badly they could fuck this up.
The girls get in, but Jeff is forced to remain outside. So far so good. They meet Jim Varney inside, where he unsuccessfully tries to use the chorus from “Escape (The Piña Colada Song)” to pick them up, but the language barrier spares them.
The Playmates all introduce themselves, and we cut to Jeff still trying to get inside, despite the fact that even the sumo wrestler [!] was on the guest list.
Hef announces his engagement and intention to leave his empire to… the televangelist character Jeff plays. Which, in turn, leads to another blackout gag with the boxer he played in the first Radio Dance. I knew they would ruin it somehow.
Why couldn’t they have had something actually funny happen, like Hef’s fiancée turning out to be Bear? I know they already did an animal husbandry joke earlier, but anything would have been better than this.
Fortunately, this boxer sketch is just a setup for a music video for Cheap Trick’s “Dream Police”. That’s two musical guests “appearing” in their videos. Tell me, if you’re just showing footage that can be seen elsewhere, how does that count as them being guests?
Also, I just noticed this, but here, and in several other sketches from the last three episodes, the girls are wearing outfits that have their names sewn on the fronts. Like they don’t expect the audience to be able to tell them apart.
Video, commercial, and it’s Letter Home time again. I wonder if they could possibly sink any lower this time?
“A Salute to… Chicago?” The hell?
The Blondes do a song about Chicago (I have no idea what’s going on here). Pink Lady visits the mayor while everyone else goes on strike [?].
More from the Blondes, and then Mie and Kei are training to be Playboy Bunnies (Hugh Hefner is God), which leads to another song about Chicago (Hugh Hefner is a horrible singer).
Jim mugs Jeff on the street, but Jeff and his girlfriend are such tourists that they coerce him into taking a picture (okay, that did make me laugh), which was actually a chance for them to pick the mugger’s pockets. The cast, minus Greg, and including the samurai from the last episode [?] sing about Chicago some more, while a nonplussed Bear watches from a stool.
So, wait, for “A Salute to Hollywood”, we got lame movie jokes, for “A Salute to Broadway” we got a musical revue, and for “A Salute to Chicago” we got… a tourism video. That sounds about right.
The girls drag Jeff to the hot tub again, joined by Hef, the Playmates, and Bear [!].
Greg pops in to reclaim the chimp and flee back into the real world, where he apparently had a better agent than Sid Caesar, Larry Hagman, or Teddy Pendergrass. Man, but Greg Evigan’s the Man. Jeff’s a willing victim this time around and… that’s it. Show’s over, what do you want from me?
So, that was episode three, which was not completely terrible. Went down easy, nobody did anything too embarrassing, but…
A Salute to Chicago? They couldn’t have done Detroit or New Orleans or Minneapolis, somewhere with a memorable music scene, instead of just some filler that was probably paid for by the Chicago Convention and Tourism Bureau? Why?
Oh, wait, I know why. Chicago was where the Playboy Club of its day was.
Pretty flimsy reason, just for that one bit. But one doesn’t say no to Hugh Hefner, I suppose.
Now, on the one hand, this episode is an improvement over the previous two, but not by much. They still have no idea what the hell they’re doing, and by this point you can really tell they were starting to get desperate. The guest list for the next episode features Sid Caesar and a dog! Plus, I mean, honestly, “A Salute To Chicago?”
I dunno, I guess I’m a little disappointed with this one, but the world needed a palette cleanser after that last atrocity, so it all balances out. Besides, a Pink Lady and Jeff filler episode is still Pink Lady and Jeff.