Save for the extraordinary presence of the still
alluring Jacqueline Bisset
holds little of its namesake quality for any
audience forced to sit through it. It begins
interestingly enough -- using the charge of raw
sex to hook the audience in ways the narrative
certainly will not -- then tapes off quickly. We
watch as Patrick Doherty (James Naughton)
apparently dies in a swimming accident -- an
odd occurrence, since he was a noted
swimmer. This doesn't go unnoticed by his
son, Scott (Adam Garcia, "Confessions of a
Teenage Drama Queen"), who literally says,
"...but he was a noted swimmer." It's also
pretty shady when Patrick's wife Maureen
(Bisset) returns from a cruise shortly after the
accident with a new boyfriend and his
daughter in tow.
There are shades of Hamlet, which is in itself
trite, but that pales in light of the rest of the
foolishness at play. A particularly steamy sex
scene on the edge of a rooftop, in the rain, is
also just plain rote when it should be titillating.
Usually, a hot, pointless encounter between
lovely people is great, but here it's actually
grating. Perhaps this is because the balance
of the film is so nonsensical that not even sex
can sell it.
Starring Jacqueline Bisset, Adam
Evans, Stuart Wilson and James Naughton.
Directed by Klaus Menzel. Written by Daryl
Haney and John Jacobs. Produced by Klaus
Menzel. An MGM release. Thriller/Drama.
Rated R for strong sexuality, and for language.
Running time: 95 min