Gregory Harrison, whose range has been extensive on stage and TV, finds his talents confounded in Ken Hixon’s slim romantic comedy-mystery about a down-at-the-heel actor. Gimmick is that a mysterious someone drops $ 10 million into his anemic bank account; as written, it doesn’t make much difference how it got there.
Would-be actress, played by Leslie Hope, trots into Harrison’s acting class, which is about to fold, then into his bed. Neither Hope nor Harrison are convincing as lovers, but they plunge on, trying to make Hixon’s convoluted teleplay work.
Director Deborah Reinisch misses any opportunity to float the vidpic — a romantic, wordless seg between the duo at an expensive luncheon simply lies there — and settles for quick action.
Hixon loads the vidpic with sketchily written secondary characters, but they add little to whatever style Reinisch is trying to deliver.
Harrison, not shucking his shirt until 16 minutes into this one, plays his role necessarily at arm’s length — there’s nothing to get close to.
Hope appears lost in the traffic as she trudges through the plot, which ambitiously but clumsily tries poking fun at everything from bank service to the legal profession.
Patricia Clarkson has the thankless role of Harrison’s ex-girlfriend who’s a casting director, and Kevin Tighe turns up as a police detective.
Choicest part of the weak TV movie is production designer Howard Cummings’ imaginative use of diverting L.A. locales.
Jeffrey Jur’s camera work shows creative thinking, and other tech credits are OK.