Bill Rancic Defends His Wife Giuliana After Fashion Police Controversy: 'I Tried to Get Them to Release the Footage' 41 years, 2,191 covers and 55,436 stories from PEOPLE magazine's history for you to enjoy
On Newsstands Now
- Matthew McConaughey: In His Own Words
- Jessa Duggar's Wedding Album
- Brittany Maynard's Final Days
Pick up your copy on newsstands
Click here for instant access to the Digital Magazine
People Top 5
LAST UPDATE: Tuesday February 10, 2015 01:10PM EST
PEOPLE Top 5 are the most-viewed stories on the site over the past three days, updated every 60 minutes
- July 03, 1995
- Vol. 44
- No. 1
Picks and Pans Main: Tube
The TV event may have been a success for Jackson and ABC, but it was not without its disquieting moments. When Diane Sawyer pressed him to promise there would be no more sleepovers with young boys, his pliant, fey mask slipped. For one chilling moment, he was the imperious superstar unaccustomed to being told what to do. After silently seething, he hissed, "Nobody wonders when kids sleep over at my house." Whoa! Little bit of denial there.
The special was also rich in irony. At one point, Jackson claimed that the tabloids had never made him suicidal because "I have rhinoceros skin." Then he announced that he would have to move to South Africa or the Swiss Alps because he is hypersensitive to smog. Later on, questioned about the imagery in the lavish promo for his album that has been running in movie theaters, Jackson pronounced, "It's about love." So Sawyer rolled tape, and a phalanx of storm troopers goose-stepped onto the screen. Maybe he meant tough love.
You also have to question just how in touch the Jacksons are, given Presley's appeal to Sawyer: "You were in our house. We have a normal house. We have a nanny. We have a maid. He's in the studio. I'm in the kitchen." Honey, have you seen that darn garage-door opener anywhere?
I can't remember watching three such exotic creatures on the same TV screen since the season Sheena Easton joined Crockett and Tubbs on Miami Vice. Sawyer suggests a big jungle cat with her air of attentive languor. As for Jackson, do you think he has a clue just how strange he looks? With his cruelly abridged nose, albescent skin, glassy eyes and startled expression—and an outfit that included those metallic shin guards—he looked like he had stepped out of a Peter Max cartoon. The surprise was Presley, who is far more lovely on camera than in photographs.
Still, I felt sorry for her. The wedding video looked so tacky with the gum-chewing groom. And I was appalled when Jackson held his fingers up behind her head as she answered a question on national television. Very mature, Michael. I came away with the impression that Jackson has a far better and stronger wife than he deserves.
Though Sawyer appeared discomfitted with her role, she did a thorough job of running Jackson through the gauntlet. Near the end of the hour she was really peppering him. Jackson began to take on a glazed look after pointed queries about reputedly anti-Semitic lyrics (which he defended on-air but has subsequently apologized for) and the tint of his skin, and I really thought for a moment he was about to bolt from the stage. The next time Jackson submits to TV scrutiny (which, of course, will be precisely one week before his next album is released), I suspect he will insist on a more compatible setting. Say Unsolved Mysteries.
MTV (Wednesdays, 10 p.m. ET)
You know the concept for this virtual soap opera: Take seven young strangers, dump them in a fishbowl and stir well. In its fourth incarnation, the show moves to London with an international cast (three Yanks, two Brits, an Aussie and a German). Cameras follow them everywhere except the loo. It's a voyeur's dream!
The crew that converges on a funky communal house in London's hip Notting Hill Gate district is the most energetic, sophisticated and best-looking batch of Real World denizens to date. The most interesting character is Neil, a peroxide punk "singer" and Ph.D. candidate from Oxford. Lars, a severe-looking DJ from Berlin, turns out to be a really sweet guy. In fact they're all really nice, which is the problem. Except for some minor sexual tension, there's no conflict. The series is one big pajama party. We've been gypped! In San Francisco, they were fighting before they even had the suitcases unpacked.
ABC (Sat. July 1, 10 p.m. ET)
It's the season of castaways, when the network schedules are littered with failed pilots. One of the most viable is this drama starring Peter Boyle as the new commander of Philadelphia's busiest firehouse. He must fight for the respect of his firefighters, who are still mourning the incapacitation of his predecessor (in a fire, of course).
Ving Rhames is the philosopher of the bunch; Tate Donovan is the wiseacre; Adam Trese, the smoldering, self-destructive hunk. Slices of their social and professional lives are punctuated by heroic sequences. It's ER with hoses. That similarity is reinforced by the special appearance of ER's Julianna Margulies as a nurse in a hospital burn unit. Unfortunately the action scenes aren't exactly five alarm.
>TUBE: Revisiting the Michael Jackson-Diane Sawyer interview; Peter Boyle heads a crew of Philly firefighters; MTV's Real World adopts an international accent
SCREEN: The Postman delivers poetry; Apollo 13's mission is a success; Mel Gibson sings in Pocahontas—but he's not giving up his day job yet 19
SONG: Natalie Merchant goes solo; Michael Jackson makes HIStory; Paula Abdul is back on her feet with Head over Heels 22
PAGES: Dave Barry charts a man's world in his Complete Guide to Guys; Daniel Pinkwater overindulges in The Afterlife Diet; Alice Hoffman conjures up some Practical Magic 27
Treat Yourself! 4 Preview Issues
The most buzzed about stars this minute!