I was saddened to hear of the death of Farrah Fawcett. She was a really classy, beautiful and talented lady.
Conversely, on hearing Michael Jackson died at about the same time, I think I felt relief. My reaction was along the lines of, thank god, another psycho pedophile has been taken out of action.
When Farrah Fawcett debuted on TV, a lot of people dismissed her as just another pretty face – one of the “Charlie’s Angels.” It was hard to draw a different conclusion back then – face it – Charlie’s Angels was the Baywatch of the mid-70’s. The whole premise of the show was to put beautiful women in improbably situations to showcase their good looks. Not much plot. Terrible writing and acting. But great looking babes. It’s a TV show formula that’s been proven to work, over and over.
Reinforcing that no-talent/beautiful airhead impression was the iconic poster she did – and the hysteria about her trademark hair.
But then to the amazement of everyone, she left the show after only a year.