De film had alles in zich om een succes te worden, behalve schrijftalent. De acteurs waren prima (vooral Andy Griffith), de camera was scherp, de sets waren fantastisch. Maar het was een groots 'en wat dan nog?' aan het eind. Mam krijgt baby, laat haar dominante echtgenoot in de steek, krijgt een vette erfenis, maakt een eind aan haar hopeloze affaire en leeft nog lang en gelukkig. Een soort naschoolse special voor de WTV-set. Ik was gedurende de hele film dol op de taartpunten, maar de personages waren waaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
The film had everything going for it except writing talent. Actors were fine (especially Andy Griffith), camera was in focus, sets were marvelous. But it was a grand "so what?" at the end. Mom has baby, ditches controlling husband, gets a big fat legacy, ends her dead-end affair, and lives happily ever after. Sort of an afterschool special for the WTV set. I did love the pie pieces throughout the film, but the characters were waaayyy too stereotypical. The very real, claustrophobic, relationship of the main character was just dropped at the end with no unpleasant traces to show for it all as if the filmmaker ran out of time and was tired of the story. Not recommended...