Utterly silly melodrama, adapted by Robert Thom from Rosamond Marshall's book "The Bixby Girls", plays like bad Tennessee Williams. Robert Wagner is alternately sullen and constipated as Texas trumpet-player who finds success in New York City; ex-girlfriend Natalie Wood (Wagner's wife in real-life) winds up there too--she had Wagner's baby while married to George Hamilton--and eventually their paths cross again. Unlikely, overripe star-laden product has some good jazz music to its credit, nice production design, but little else. Natalie tries hard, Pearl Bailey gets to belt out a few torchy numbers, but the dopey dialogue and characters sinks this one like a stone. ** from ****