Well among those things are Blythe Danner, a good supporting cast, and a satisfying ending. See, this jerk of an architect falls for a new associate on a project he is assigned. She is a neo-hippie type with good legs. Never mind that he has a wife (Blythe) of many years, and a beautiful daughter just beginning to spread her wings. The associate with whom our "hero" has been carrying on a passionate affair discovers she has leukemia and only a few months to live. So what does this paragon family man do? Why he leaves home to be with his paramour in her last days, expecting his wife to welcome him back when it is all over. Surprise, surprise. Wifey kicks his, um, well she kicks him out. That's the satisfying part of the story. The last we see of the architect, he is drinking alone in a sushi bar.
If it were not for Blythe Danner, this soapy trash would not be worth your time. I really have a hard time believing Polly Bergen wrote it.
If it were not for Blythe Danner, this soapy trash would not be worth your time. I really have a hard time believing Polly Bergen wrote it.