One of the oddest Golden Globe nominations ever was Marlo Thomas for her movie debut as outstanding newcomer, something she must have found either amusing or just plain weird, having been as big a TV star in the late 60's as Mary Tyler Moore and Diahann Carroll. Her movie debut is this quiet drama (almost too quiet outside of Alan Alda's sudden laughing fit and character buts by Charlotte Rae and Florence Stanley), playing a young unmarried pregnant woman who finds someone (Alda) willing to marry her (so he can avoid being drafted into Vietnam, giving this a subtle anti-establishment theme), and how they eventually fall in love. Certainly she's a woman deserving to have been loved by the father of her child, and there's little about him dealt with here. Independent film maker Alda and Thomas meet accidentally while he's filming bag lady Rae collecting bottles to recycle, and they're soon spending time together as friends.

She's a lover of old romantic films, so you get clips of her watching "A Place in the Sun" and "Footlight Parade", but the romance between Thomas and Alda isn't as memorable as Liz and Montgomery or Ruby and Dick. Good intentions don't always make good movies, and it's not the fault of the stars. The script and direction don't help in making this very interesting, so you have to hope for vintage New York City locations, which you get in very limited doses. Most of the film is set indoors which makes it come off as rather claustrophobic. While the tensions do rise, the issues that causes that are rather generic, and that makes this seem like something that could have been a decent TV drama, but not really cinematic. Of interest mainly to fans of the stars, but not a great representation of what the early 70's were all about.