Rand is a carpenter–slash–amateur theologian, not entirely unlike Jesus, I suppose. In the back of his work van, greasy pizza boxes are crammed in with his tools and a milk crate containing the reading list for a survey course on world religion: the Bhagavad Gita, a Masonic manual, a book about the occult. Rand is nail-gunning the custom bed he’s been hired to build for Pam and Tommy’s master suite, but he’s struggling to concentrate against the sounds of the newlywed’s raucous lovemaking wafting in from some other wing of their obnoxious Malibu mansion (which you may remember from MTV Cribs or even Lee’s memoir Tommyland , which I swear I’ve only skimmed). “What’s it like?” Pamela repeats, moving her mouth around elaborately like she’s having trouble making his stupid words come out. Jay Leno asks his guest “what’s it like” to have a private sex tape in wide circulation.
Lily James does her breathiest, girliest Pamela, arguably too breathy to be accurate, but maybe that’s the point she’s making about the highly stylized invention that is Pamela Anderson Lee in the first place. The closest it comes, I think, is in a brief opening sequence. Seth Rogen is funny as Rand Gauthier, the contractor that Tommy belittles over the edge, but the episode barely attempts to answer the nagging question: Why are we even talking about this again?
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The series premiere, “Drilling and Pounding,” moves swiftly, hitting the beats of the Rolling Stone feature on which it’s based. Not every biopic needs to involve or please its muse, but art that dredges up a real person’s pain to tell a story with negligible historical significance is only as strong as the case for its relevance. It’s almost a recipe: Resurrect a ’90s tabloid saga in which the media pulverizes a female celeb and tell it again, this time with more compassion for the woman at the eye of the storm. The similarities extend beyond casting Sebastian Stan as a dirtbag ex-husband. The first three episodes are directed by Craig Gillespie, who helmed the black comedy I, Tonya based on the life of the luckless Olympic figure skater. She’s been vocally anti-porn and, it seems, anti– Pam & Tommy, a series about a private tape released without her consent made without her participation. In 2022, Anderson is a 54-year-old woman making a home-reno show for HGTV Canada. A tape of her having sex with her husband, who happened to be the bad-boy drummer of Mötley Crüe, had a ready audience.
In 1995, Pamela Anderson was the bombshell blonde of Baywatch and a Playboy vet. Pam & Tommy, which is sort of a television biopic with a “faster! louder! cruder!” comic sensibility, is less hostile to Anderson’s privacy than the release of her sex tape, but it’s also less explicable. Anderson says she’s never watched the sex tape, just like she won’t be watching the Hulu miniseries Pam & Tommy (or so a source tells Us Weekly). Eventually, the video itself landed on the internet because, in the modern world, embarrassing videos must never die. The contractor made VHS copies of the home video and sold them online, in part because Lee owed him money. In 1995, a contractor–slash–erstwhile porn actor broke into the mansion Pamela Anderson shared with husband Tommy Lee and stole a safe that contained, among more conventionally valuable items, a sex tape.
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