How exciting! Tatum and Ryan O’Neal’s new reality show “Ryan and Tatum: The O’Neals” begins to air tomorrow night on Oprah’s OWN network. I am looking forward to it.
I was always a big Tatum O’Neal fan, and was thrilled when she married John McEnroe, the tennis idol of my teen years. How perfect… the bratty Hollywood kid and the temperamental tennis hottie. Unfortunately, their marriage got the best of them — especially her — though they did have a beautiful family of three children during their time together. She ended up a drug addict (not surprising for someone who was drinking, drugging and clubbing at age nine on the arm of her famous/single/handsome dad), and he landed on his feet, marrying Patty Smyth and becoming a rocker himself.
Strangely, when she moved back to Malibu she decided to move in with her father… not exactly “normal” behavior for a mid-forties woman, particularly with an estranged parent. It is especially unsettling in light of the fact that Ryan “hit” on his daughter after Farrah’s death, apparently not recognizing her as his only daughter. At seventy, his woman hunting days are far from over, and maybe he thought that having Tatum move in with him would help him meet women, perhaps her yoga pals or N.A. cronies. Tatum and Ryan were both lonely and so she moved into her childhood home (maybe she’s having money problems too. I know that she was living in a less-than-stellar rental in Northern Battery Park not too long ago). Ryan was mourning the death of Farrah Fawcett, his long-time on again/off again love, and Tatum showed up to comfort him. I guess the new show will document their reunion, which apparently did not work out brilliantly after all — surprise, surprise.
I will let you know what happens after I watch the first episode! Tatum is looking scarily like Jennifer Grey after her botched plastic surgery.