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I Confess! I Did Watch Perry Mason! : Tribute: Raymond Burr, who died this week, portrayed the criminal lawyer. Although based in fantasy, his triumphs were a big wonderful hoot.

HOWARD ROSENBERG

September 15, 1993|HOWARD ROSENBERG

Beyond all of this, though, the legacy of Raymond Burr is a "Perry Mason" that was and always will be extraordinary fun, to be taken seriously only at your own risk. You had to love Perry's sessions with his loyal secretary, Della Street (Barbara Hale), and faithful private eye, Paul Drake (William Hopper).

Paul, in particular, was a real sketch. Although he employed numerous faceless "operatives" of his own, Paul seemed to have only one client. He would be summoned by Perry (you had the feeling that Paul was hanging on a hook in the closet) and sent off to San Diego or somewhere else at a moment's notice, as if he had no other life. And it was Paul who frequently was yanked into the courtroom at the last moment to hand Perry an important clue, which sometimes turned out to be a ruse, a bit of Perry-style theatrics to hasten the murderer's courtroom confession.

Afterward, Perry, Della and Paul would gather in the legal wizard's office as Perry guided them--and viewers--through the subtle complexities of the case that they had been unable to grasp. Then the trio would go out to dinner.

Although the subsequent "Perry Mason" movies never quite recaptured the old charm, Raymond Burr's original Perry was a great big wonderful hoot. All right, I watched him. I admit it. But you didn't know what he was like.

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