Stellead Don't listen to the Hype. It's awful

Hadrina The movie's neither hopeful in contrived ways, nor hopeless in different contrived ways. Somehow it manages to be wonderful

Lachlan Coulson This is a gorgeous movie made by a gorgeous spirit.

Curt Watching it is like watching the spectacle of a class clown at their best: you laugh at their jokes, instigate their defiance, and "ooooh" when they get in trouble.

eastofeden87 Too bad this show didn't give Anita Morris more to do. In fact, if the show had centered on her character, Babs, and made her sort of a kinder and sexier version of Alexis Carrington, it might have been a whole lot more intriguing, instead of the less interesting triangle between Yvette Mimeux, Ben Murphy, and Andrea Marcovicci. The petty machinations of Claudia Christian and her husband Art Hindle were amusing and could have been played for more comedy. I was a big fan of all the nighttime soaps and Anita Morris as well. She came along too late, though. If she'd had the breaks that similar performers like Gwen Verdon had, she'd have been a huge star on Broadway with composers and show backers fighting to create vehicles for her. I would love it if the dozen or so episodes of "Berrenger's" were released on DVD, but that's not likely to happen.

ducdebrabant It had a classier cast than any of the other night-time soaps, in my opinion, and a classier look. It was sexy, of course (Jeff Conaway and Claudia Christian and Ben Murphy were hot as blazes). Andrea Marcovicci had a field day as a vain and grasping estranged wife. She was in a loveless marriage with Ben Murphy, who was in love with Yvette Mimieux (with a short haircut and legs of steel - Bob Paris should have cuts like that). Sam Wanamaker was the patriarch (interestingly, because I always wondered whether he had anything to do with the old Wanamaker's department store). Jeff Conaway was your basic stud on the make.But the main feature of interest was Anita Morris, as a long-time hard-partying heiress who was finally getting her life together and turning herself into a rag-trade entrepreneur. Without sacrificing an iota of her kittenish lollapalooza personality, Morris became a tigress. It was such fun to watch her, it curled my toes. I've been a Morris fan ever since I saw her make herself comfortable all over a little white cube in the musical "Nine," wearing stiletto heels, a transparent jumpsuit, and pantyhose, singing "A Call from the Vatican." The woman could raise the dead.I'm sorry her life ended so tragically early, and that Berenger's did too. I'd love to see Morris romping through 5 seasons worth of syndicated episodes.