veteran tv director ted post treat u to a plodding and confused and ultimately pointless story lift from column b of the harold robbins big book of plot . set against a smoggy phoenix skyline and post charlies angle jaclyn smith take a star turn a the woman whose eye be mysteriously shadow at all time while jfk impersonator james franciscus lounge around the fringe . mannix go western and monkey be abuse and model lean against classic car and and smith be constantly upstage by sybil danning until a giallo style wrap up bring the whole sorry mess to a bitter end . oh yeah and and bob mitchum be in there too . somewhere .