A perfunctory story of a man who finally marries his Southern fiancée and takes her on a honeymoon to Australia, where she drowns during a Scuba diving tour. The blond girl, who is in love and anxious to be married, is played by Amber Clayton as a kind of lovable airhead. The husband is played by Billy Miller who, lamentably, is burly but has no perceptible neck. Neither of the leads can act, but Clayton has a winsome charm.
Okay, so the wife dies underwater on her honeymoon. One supposes that it does happen. But the problem is that Miller has acted suspiciously before, during, and after the death. He's already shown he has a short temper, what with flinging pizza around at a family dinner. He's tried to talk his fiancée into re-writing her will so that he is the sole beneficiary. And he's bragged about having been a rescue diver.
During the death, there are questions raised about distances swum, directions taken, how much weight the girl was carrying, why this self-designated rescue diver was unable to drag his wife a few yards to the surface, and so on. Harvey Keitel is the girl's father. He's convinced Miller killed his wife, and Keitel is determined to see that justice is done.
In Australia, Miller pleads to negligent homicide, claiming that he panicked. He serves a year and a half in the slams before returning to the states where he is promptly arrested by the FBI. The case is thrown out of court for lack of evidence.
Whatever else he did or didn't do, Miller doesn't seem like a very nice guy. He had his wife's body exhumed and moved to his own family plot. When Keitel and his family leave flowers on the grave, Miller tears them up and throws them in the garbage, an act evidently captured on video by the cops. (I'll have to look it up on YouTube, I guess.) Anyway, the wind up is that Miller is free, marries again to another blond airhead, and apparently lives happily ever after. Did he kill his first wife? The movie certainly wants us to think so. When the body is brought up and Miller is informed that she's dead, he smiles and chuckles openly.
It' a clumsy film. The current proceedings against Miller are periodically interrupted by flashbacks to his courtship and marriage. About five minutes is spent on the rehearsal and the marriage ceremony itself. The transitions aren't simple dissolves. Instead one image fades to white, then the next image slowly appears out of the vapor. It's distracting.
The only really seasoned actor is Harvey Keitel, and he's gotten old and appears fagged out. He has one of those scenes in which he gets bad news, falls to the floor, writhes, and ululates like an animal in pain. Well, Keitel has perfected such scenes, yet he doesn't pull it off well here. Also, he's very hard to believe as a fussy Alabama father.
To call the production average is to be generous.
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