A preposterous film featuring Jane Fonda as a sickly débutante enamored with older man Peter Finch. Through a serious of coincidences that only really occur in glossy soap operas, she ends up in the Greek Isles with Finch AND his wife (Angela Lansbury). Seldom have so many great actors been so bad in one film. Fonda is dying of something lung-related. We know that because every few minutes she's winded and has to stop, make a fist and appear bug-eyed. Finch is OK but Lansbury is really wasted in a cliché role (the dejected, self-loathing wife). The mixture of real and studio bound Greek scenery is laughable. A really lousy soap opera. Produced by classy John Houseman.
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