Friday, Jul. 12, 1963

Florence Nightmare

Tammy and the Doctor. Let's see. In the last episode, Tammy took her nanny goat and her shanty boat and went down the river to Seminola College to learn to talk proper. Well, the Seminola speech department must have thrown in the vowel, because Tammy is still babbling her own unearthly blend of Christopher Marlowe and Al Capp. The bayous behind her, she is now a nurse's aide in a big Los Angeles hospital.

"Ah do dee-cla-yuh, ah'm fa-yuh dee-stroyed by Dr. Chay-iz-wi-yuck," says Tammy (Sandra Dee). "When he isn't around, Ah git such a sweetly sa-yud emptiness that it jest cree-yups through the crannies of man beein'. It's got me plum' discombobulated." Observes Dr. Cheswick (Peter Fonda), with face as straight (and wooden) as a tongue depressor: "I like the way you say things, Tammy--it's so unusual." In line of duty, Sandra proves to be a Florence Nightmare. She discovers a patient in the process of operating his neck-traction rig, dashes into the room to cut down what she diagnoses as a would-be suicide; she borrows a pair of scissors from the operating room and nearly sends an appendicitis case back to surgery for a reopening when the shears turn up missing in the instrument count. Mercifully, she does not get her possum-petting hands on a gadget in the operating room that goes "ta-pocketa, ta-pocketa, ta-pocketa" while Dr. Cheswick assists on a tricky heart operation ("The microvalve is becoming more atresic," he mutters).

Producer Ross Hunter, who with Screen Writer Oscar Brodney has enriched the world (and Universal Pictures) with three Tammy sagas so far, promises more to come: "Give 'em what they want, I always say, until they don't want it any more." Perhaps the time has come for a straw vote.

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