Over the course of a couple of years I watched
Peyton Place, the TV series, from its launch on September 15, 1964, to the departure of the show's breakout star Mia Farrow in August of 1966. That's 263 episodes, from a time when the 30-minute, half-hour soap was broadcast three nights a week in prime time. I found my way to
Peyton Place because I'd read the book by Grace Metalious, then seen the two Hollywood films of the 50s. For years I put off checking out the TV show because I understood that many of the characters were different. But finally I made the plunge. I'd watch a few episodes at a time, then none for a period of months, then back.
Peyton Place, the novel, takes place in the 1940s, and tells the story of a small town as seen through the eyes of Allison MacKenzie, a girl who wants to be a writer. The whole thrust of the book is one of hope in the face of cynicism, for Peyton Place is a nasty, forbidding place full of shameful secrets. Today people have kind of written the book off because while it was considered racy at the time, it's nothing compared to the trashy soap fiction of the 70s. What's lost, I think, is a genuinely good novel from a genuinely talented, observant writer who died too soon-- Grace Metalious, awkward and uncomfortable in interviews and loathe to get along with Hollywood, died of cirrhosis of the liver in 1964, just eight years after the publication of
Peyton Place.
The films
Peyton Place and
Return to Peyton Place, released in 1959 and 1961 are the stuff that technicolor dreams are made of-- they make the shabby little town beautiful, and though they tap the brakes a little on the adult content, they don't do it by much. Most of the original characters are in place and the movies follow the plots of the books more or less. Allison the girl becomes Allison the writer in
Return, and we see her (in a very meta Metalious move) write the book that would become Metalious's own.
Peyton Place the TV Series was a different animal, an attempt by producer Paul Monash to create a "high-class anthology drama" that would play in prime time and look and feel much more like a movie than a soap. And it does-- watching the first couple of seasons, I was struck by the way that expert composition of shots was simply standard on this black-and-white show. And the scripts tend to be literate, even poetic.
There are plenty of plot differences between the TV series and its source material. Selena Cross, the troubled girl from the wrong side of the tracks whose trial for murder occupies most of the film
Return to Peyton Place, is nowhere in sight. The characters run from the comfortable middle class to the wealthy, and virtue is generally to be found among the middle class. Whereas the movies had been about the secrets of a small town that was inherently corrupt, the TV series-- dominated by Mia Farrow as the wide-eyed, wispy-voiced Allison-- is about how small towns are always fighting to reveal their essential goodness. The doctors, lawyers and executives of Peyton Place have everyone's best interest at heart. It's like a mirror-mirror universe version of the movie
Peyton Place, except the movies are the bad side. That sounds like a critique but it's not, it's a way of understanding where this show is coming from. It's just a nicer small town. But there are still secrets and lies, such as Allison's birth out of wedlock or Betty hiding a miscarriage to keep a husband who doesn't want her.
But man, do we have great performances on this thing. Mia Farrow is so unforgettably odd that it's impossible for her to follow the earnest trajectory of the book Allison. Here, Allison is a quaverying, delicate thing, unable to cope with the drama of life, demanding to shape the world to her own vision. But before she gets so completely strange, you get to see a lot of Allison and Rodney (Ryan O'Neal) as the original supercouple.

Dorothy Malone as Constance is a woman who can act with her eyes, a useful talent when many times her eyes are supposed to tell you she doesn't believe someone's lies. Ed Nelson will make you believe a doctor can single-handedly run a small town on moral rectitude alone.
Leslie Nielsen plays twins.
Twins!
It's not for a season or two that we get anything at all like the unhappy Crosses of the book, when Norman is accused of murdering the working-class bully Joe Chernak. That's when the show begins to take on some gray, when its class consciousness emerges and we meet the always-sweet Rita, played by LA attorney Patricia Morrow as a smudge-faced, hardworking angel who marries well. Rita is sweet like Tara on
Buffy was sweet-- impossibly, dangerously sweet. Her polar oppostite was Betty (Barbara Parkins)-- who begins as conniving and winds up wounded and striving. Parkins, within a year or two, will
kill in Valley of the Dolls.
A lot of these roles are so well-handled it's amazing to think they were putting out three episodes a week. Lee Grant returned from a long, unfair acting absence to play Stella, the angry, wounded sister of the deceased Joe. She's simply amazing.
I watched until the end of Allison's tenure, episode 263, August 26, 1966, when Allison walks around Peyton Place like David Tennant on his way out of
Doctor Who, peering through windows at everyone before she disappears up a road, gone for good.
There will never be another
Peyton Place.