There was something missing when I interviewed Fran Drescher. It wasn’t her signature voice, which was present and accounted for and can probably be identified by deaf dogs on Saturn. Nor was it her infectious personality; our 45-minute talk didn’t feel so much like an interview as it did a casual conversation. And it wasn’t her lack of spontaneity; Drescher doesn’t dance around questions or formulate “correct” answers or second-guess her replies; you ask her something and she, very simply, responds.
You know it’s going to be a fun interview when your subject opens the conversation with “When you’re fifty-seven and have a good bowel movement, it’s going to be a great day.” Such is life with Jim J. Bullock, the once sitcom star, former center square on the revamped “Hollywood Squares,” brief sidekick to Tammy Faye Baker, and self-shouting queer. “I’m a fag!” he Texas-twanged at one point in the talk.