Filmed in and around Los Angeles by Finnegan/Pinchuk Prods. and MTE. Executive producers, Sheldon Pinchuk, Tim Matheson; producer, Lori-Etta Taub; co-producer, David Chisholm; director, Matheson; writer, Scott Abbott; Asupposed suspenser, “Breach of Conduct,” under Tim Matheson’s uncertain direction, eyes a military wife who won’t buckle under to a tyrannical camp commandant. Pulp telepic’s numbing.
Scott Abbott’s teleplay brings Helen Lutz (Courtney Thorne-Smith) to Fort Benton, Utah, top-security base, where she’s to meet her no-show husband, Ted (Tom Verica). She’s helped by an off-duty officer who introduces himself as Andrew and who escorts her home, accepts some wine, plays some smarmy piano and makes a play for her after she leads him on. Her husband phones from where duty calls and she boots Andrew out.
When Ted shows up, he brings along the commanding officer, Col. Andrew Case (Peter Coyote), last night’s suitor, who begins making her life miserable. He whisks her away to a secret vault decked out with silk kimonos, chintzy-looking art treasures and, of course, a bed. She escapes, but he’s in pursuit — and poor, dumb Ted’s sent off on another assignment.
Ah, the military — at least from the producers’ viewpoint. The ludicrous premise is played out seriously, including such things as a civvy woman running wild through the camp’s streets with nobody noticing. There’s a neighbor with her own secrets, a helpful Cpl. Reed (Keith Amos) and a menacing psychiatrist (Tom Mason), but there’s not much common sense.
Thorne-Smith plays Helen earnestly, while Coyote plays the colonel with a straight face. Planned scary moments are telegraphed ahead, the implausible story’s repetitive, and the production looks ragged. Camerawork by Gideon Porath fails to impress. David Ensley’s production design leaves much to be desired. Other tech credits follow suit.
The undistinguished telepic fails to carry out its mission — to be a thriller.