Fran Drescher is a taste I have not acquired, but I concede that one could acquire it. It would help if she made a silent film. Her speaking voice is like having ear wax removed with a small dental drill. And yet, doggone it, there s something lovable about her. I picture her making the coffee at Stuart Smalley s AA meetings, or doing the ringside announcements for pro wrestling.
You have seen her on The Nanny and on countless talk shows. Most talk show guests say something and then laugh, so you know it s supposed to be funny. She laughs, and then says something, so you know it was supposed to be a laugh and not a respiratory emergency. Not every role would be suitable for her. I cannot visualize her, for example, in The English Patient, saying, Promise you ll come back for me. Or as Sheriff Marge Gunderson in Fargo, asking, So, I guess that was your accomplice in the wood chipper? The Beautician and the Beast contains a role that seems to have been whipped up out o