'Drop Dead Diva'

Almost impossibly, Elliott manages to embody both personalities in a way that, far from some tedious "Inside the Actor's Studio" lesson in character assimilation, is just delightful to watch. She is aided in this wacky scenario by a serviceable if predictable diagnosis of semi-amnesia and, more important, by Margaret Cho as Jane's trusty assistant, Teri, and April Bowlby as Deb's equally shallow but still loyal best friend, Stacy. Both hit all the necessary double-takes and are-you-crazy moments with just the right dramatic frothiness and keep things tethered, if loosely, to the recognizable world.

There's a bunch of cute guys, of course: Fred has been demoted to guardian angel and gets a job at Jane's firm so he can keep tabs on his runaway soul. Deb had a boyfriend, Grayson (Jackson Hurst), who has also, as luck and narrative need would have it, just joined the staff (the economic slowdown has not, apparently, hit this portion of Los Angeles).

Despite Deb's self-centered zero, zero status, Grayson appears to be a peach of a guy, devastated by his girlfriend's death, but Deb is convinced he wouldn't look at her twice now that she's Jane. There's a scheming colleague, Kim (Kate Levering), a possibly sleazy boss (Josh Stamberg) and a host of upcoming guest stars (Rosie O'Donnell, Paula Abdul). But mostly there's just Jane, a one-woman, two-woman show, trying to figure out how to accessorize her new life, which comes complete with sugar cravings and a job that requires she think about someone besides herself for two minutes.

If you were of a mind, you could concentrate on all the rather obvious plot devices and general silliness -- a female client transformed by a single make-over -- and pick "Drop Dead Diva" to death. But why?

Certainly, the show falls more in the fun category than the brilliant, and it's not going to change television as we know it, but with any luck, it will remind us not to take everything, including television shows, so darn seriously. There is joy to be had in a doughnut, beauty can radiate from a face not made entirely of cheekbones and Botox, but that's not the point. Deb's zero, zero has nothing to do with looks but with deeds, and in its own light-hearted and sentimental way, that is what "Drop Dead Diva" makes clear. Not so much that beauty (yawn) comes from within, but that you actually have to do something to put it there.

On second thought, it may indeed change television as we know it.

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mary.mcnamara@latimes.com

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'Drop Dead Diva'

Where: Lifetime

When: 9 p.m. Sunday

Rating: TV-PG-V (may be unsuitable for young children, with an advisory for violence)