Live Once, Die Twice
Plot-heavy made-for-TV effort.
A woman (Kellie Martin) loses her husband in a boating accident. Some
evil dudes appear on her doorstep and tell her that hubby owed them five
million dollars and she had better find it, or else! She thought hubby
sold real estate, but he obviously must have had a secret life "smuggling
platinum." Meanwhile, the FBI tells her that her husband is probably still
alive.
She has no luck finding any clues to hubby's secrets except for a letter to
a guy in Detroit she never heard of. She shakes the FBI tail and drives to
the address in Detroit where she meets another woman with the same story:
husband who was always on the road and died the same time as Kellie's
hubby. Were they partners? Nope. Same guy. Maintains two separate identities with
two different wives. Fakes a different death for each wife.
You think I'm spoiling the movie for you? This all happens in Act I.
Then it gets REALLY complicated.
The two wives hire some retired shamus to track down their mutual
hubby. The FBI is trying to track all of them down. The husband is
actually a fed himself, deep under cover. Well, that's what he tells
Kellie - and she believes him, although the crusty old detective tells her
that there are not many federal agents allowed to boff two wives and kill
off at least two random men (the guys who provided the corpses in his two
fake deaths) as part of an undercover assignment.
In fact, I never even figured out why the guy maintained two wives,
even after all the veils were removed and the secrets revealed. It seems
to me that only made his deceptions more difficult, and gave him far more lies
to keep straight. But I was only half paying attention, and I may have
missed some critical explanation.
Or not.
Who cares? The only reason I'm covering this film at all is that Kellie
Martin had a sex scene. Oh, she appeared to be naked, but you can't see
any fun stuff. Kellie also took a shower on camera and changed
her clothes on camera, each time keeping the goodies just out of sight.
"You're thinking, "Dude, what did you expect? It's a TV movie." I know
that. I had the same thought ... until I saw a scene in a strip club which
demonstrated that nudity was obviously NOT off-limits. It was filled with
fleeting moments like this:
So it was just Kellie who had no intention of getting naked. I guess
that's never going to happen. The last time she appeared in the Fun House
was more than seven years ago, and then only in a cheesy, fully-dressed Maxim spread,
not a film scene. To my knowledge she has never done any nudity of any
kind.
You know who she is, even if you don't immediately recognize the name.
She was on ER for a few years as Lucy Knight, then quit the series to
finish off her Yale BA in Art History. Since then she's been the star of
those Mystery Woman movies on the Hallmark Network, and has even directed
a couple of them. (If, like me, you've never actually seen one of them,
one IMDb
wag suggests that they're like Murder She Wrote without the senility.)
Anyway, here's the
sex scene, for what it is worth.
Cable Round-Up
It seems that we always end up talking about TV shows in the Tuesday
edition. So be it. None of this work is mine, but was culled from various
places around the 'net.
Dexter, S2 E5
Jaime Murray film clip, samples below
Dexter, S2 E6
Jaime Murray film clip, samples below
Brotherhood, S2 E6
Janel Moloney film clip,
sample below
Tell Me You Love Me,
S1 E10
Ally Walker film
clip, sample below (Yes it's there. It's a narrow vertical strip.)
