I love Debra Winger and lament the fact of her too few performances over the past few years. She was the reason I watched this dreck of a movie. It makes no sense whatsoever. Why didn't they admit to each other their dalliances? What was all the secrecy for? And the ending...all I can say is, as predictable as it was given the foregoing plot, oi vey is mere. The direction was watching ketchup flow, the writing was absurd bearing no relation to actual human behavior in the circumstance of boredom in marriage.