She buys things on sale, gets into scrapes and jokes about bodies and their foibles.
In direct contrast to her boss’ stuffiness, Fran is consistently down to earth. Niles, for his part, is too witty for us to root against he glories in his spite, and C.C. Sometimes arch in response to C.C.’s broadly drawn bitterness, Fran is rarely meanspirited.
Sheffield’s miserably-framed business associate, C.C. Fran manages to be uncompromising in what matters to her while never losing the audience’s empathy.įran is in friendly, quiet collaboration with almost everyone else on the show: namely, the children, in their lovably awkward efforts to become their own selves, and the butler, Niles (Daniel Davis), in his forever campaign against Mr. In some ways an inheritor of Maria von Trapp’s work-to-marriage plotline from “The Sound of Music,” Fran is a “fish out of water” figure who is so winsome that the stuffy widower father (Charles Shaughnessy) begins to fall for her, although Fran is freer to assert herself with humor and sass than Julie Andrews’s Maria was. Firmly in line with the warmth and intelligence of her fellow sitcom-anchoring stars Brett Butler and Reba McEntire, Drescher embodies an unforgettable heroine. “The Nanny” comforts me because: Fran Fine is an effervescent delight.Īs developed and played by the series’s star, Fran Drescher, the “nanny named Fran,” as the theme song trills, is ebullient, brave and soothing. “The Nanny” remains cheerful, winking and an easy balm for a painful year. I was a little worried that it wouldn’t fully hold up, like so many of its comedic sitcom contemporaries centered on white New Yorkers, or that its abundant of-the-moment cultural references would make it feel dated. (The theme song announces that story from the jump, and the show regularly references it in sometimes cute, sometimes clunky dialogue.) “The Nanny,” a multicamera CBS sitcom that ran from 1993 to 1999, tells the story of Fran Fine, a former bridal shop attendant from Flushing with a sharp Queens accent, who, while selling makeup on the Upper East Side, accidentally becomes the primary caregiver for a millionaire Broadway producer’s three children. It has, as they say - and as the Instagram account whatfranwore’s 330,000 followers attest - been a bit of a thing. Style writers have been effusive, calling the show “ iconic,” a “ master class in sitcom fashion” and “ wonderfully horny.” If, while stuck indoors, you’ve been a little too glued to social media, you may have seen the excited posts and whole accounts devoted to the glory of Fran Drescher’s wit and fashion sense. Since the arrival of all six seasons of “The Nanny” on HBO Max last month, there were a couple of weeks when it seemed as if everyone I knew or followed was watching.
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