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It is not deep, but it is fun to watch. It does have a bit more of an edge to it than other similar films.

All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.

I had "Body Heat" deja vu at the end of this film when I saw Caitlin spoon-feeding ice cream to her stepson.While it seemed like first the father, then the son, were control freaks, Caitlin is the one who's sitting pretty with all the money at the end.Could she possibly have dreamed up this whole scheme when ultra-rich Rick was medivacked to her hospital with a life-threatening heart attack? The last scene leaves you wondering.I knew this Lifetime Movie Channel flick would be better-than-average when I saw it starred Rachel Ward, who'd already done some better than average noir thrillers. I know Terry O'Quinn strictly from the Stepfather movies, which I loved, but I was a little stunned to see him regressing to type when he realizes his wife is sleeping with his son.A couple of the plot twists are a little ridiculous. Did O'Quinn really expect Caitlin to wait till he came back while he went out to murder his son? And wasn't it a little bizarre to see Caitlin allowed to visit with her stepson unsupervised in a jail cell? I did like the romantic reunion of the pair -- when he devoured her spoonful of oatmeal (or whatever it was) and then her...I'm not ashamed to admit I watched this film twice to try to prove my "Body Heat" theory...I'm not exactly convinced, but I was never bored.

Unfortunately, a 1 is the lowest rating you can give, and for this movie, a 1 is what I call generous.**This will contain spoilers** I've seen enough Lifetime movies to know better than to expect quality movies. Sometimes, I'm pleasantly surprised, other times, they're mediocre, but never have I seen one so disgusting, nor have I ever been subjected to such horrible acting.Let's start with this woman, Caitlin, who grows tired of her new husband being away on business. For the first half of the movie, she's tempted to have an affair with her stepson. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, she just suddenly decides to go over to his cabin and start an affair with him upon her husband leaving her yet again.Move along to the night her husband discovers their affair. She follows him to her stepson's cabin and finds her husband's body. Does she scream? No. Does she cry out, "Oh my GOD!"? No. She merely looks like she just a terrible movie (pun intended) and runs away. However, when his death is confirmed by a doctor, she gets frantic and starts to cry. Now let's be serious, if you saw someone laying on the ground with their head surrounded by a pool of blood, would you think they're alive? And even if you did think they were, you'd still be hysterical, no? Making our way to the trial, instead of hoping her husband's murderer is convicted, she sits there with a smug look on her face every time the defense attorney makes valid points in her stepson's favor...but of course, she still claims to have "loved her husband." As the trial progresses, she's informed that unless the gun is found, her stepson will be found guilty. So she goes back to the cabin and whoops, she finds the gun there, although the police looked several times...so the policemen searching were either blind, incompetent...or both.Upon finding the gun, she gets to testify on her stepson's behalf...how sweet. She gets up there, acts all nervous, complete with acted all flustered when asked to raise her right hand to be sworn in. Furthermore, she's questioned by the defense attorney while giving the most deplorable "woe is me" act I've ever seen.Her stepson's jury deadlocks and he's released, and what a surprise, they go back to their sleazy affair. One night, back at the cabin, she suddenly gets this urge to feel around the top of a drawer and oh look, she finds the key to her husband's gun box! A key her stepson claimed he didn't have. So she calls her stepson's attorney. Not the police...not the prosecutor...but the attorney that got her stepson off. He tells her to leave immediately and come to see him, so where does she go? Back to the cabin, of course. Her stepson comes out of nowhere. They exchange words (which happens to be when the acting is at its worst) and he attacks her, but the klutz falls off the same balcony as his father. Again, she sees the body, and merely stares. No screaming, no panicking, nothing.The movie ends with the implication that Caitlin marries her surviving stepson (as if it's likely that someone would survive such a fall) and his former lawyer comes to visit them and watches her feed him, as he's crippled. Now, you'd think that this would seem abnormal to an attorney who just received a phone call from the woman about how her stepson killed her husband, but instead, he just sits there having dessert with them.The movie makes absolutely no sense whatsoever and never should have been made to begin with. And to be honest, one of the biggest contributing factors to it being to despicable was this woman's lame attempt at a southern accent.

This is the worst movie I have ever seen. I generally don't mind lifetime movies, they are a good way to pass the time on a rainy Sunday afternoon but this movie was pure crap. I remember the leading lady from Thorn Birds and the leading guy from The Young and The Restless, it's a shame they ended up with this crappy catastrophical disastrous attempt of a movie. I was embarrassed for those who starred in it.The plot was hideous and non existent, their accents were disturbing to say the least and the ending was just the worst one in history. I think this movie should inspire IMDb to start a top 50 worst movie list. To summarize my roommate, those were two hours of our lives we will never get again. Lifetime needs to do better than that movie and it was disturbing how it kept on getting crappier and crappier!!!! My goodness!!!!! This movie deserves a '-1' in my book, I hope I never cross paths with it again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Being from the South and having lived here all my life, it just kills me when people try to adopt a Southern accent for movies and FAIL MISERABLY!!! Rachel Ward sounds like she has a speech impediment. If you're gonna do it, do it right and nobody does in this flick. It's distracting from the sucky plot.