04/03/1995 at 01:00 AM EDT
NBC (Mon., April 3, 9 p.m. ET)
It is New York City in the '30s. A woman (Lisa Rinna of Days of Our Lives) goes to work for and then weds a steel-and-shipping magnate (George Hamilton). The woman bears him a son, but then her tragic, bohemian past returns to haunt her. Soon everyone has turned against her except a compassionate FBI agent (Robert Hays, spectacularly unconvincing as a Depression-era G-man).
The movie attempts to mix the acrid air of Alfred Hitchcock's Rebecca with a plot that borrows from the Lindbergh baby kidnapping. The result has all the depth and realism of a place-mat drawing. All right, a place-mat drawing set to a swollen and intrusive musical score. The drippy dramatic scenes seem to have been based on those spoofy commercials for I Can't Believe It's Not Butter! Of course, when George Hamilton is the best actor in your cast, you know you're not in for a Hallmark Hall of Fame kind of evening. The real shame, though, is that the period hair and wardrobe manage to make Rinna, one of the loveliest women on television, look dreadfully dowdy.