Here's a chunk of melodramatic excess that leaps way beyond "overwrought" and lands chin-deep in "writing on the floor, keening and drooling" territory. Tina Tyler essays the title role of a woman who's been driven insane with grief over the untimely death of her soldier husband (Jon Decker). Tyler does her best to infuse the heavy-handed dialogue and scenarios with authenticity, and she's the primary selling point of the tape, turning in two highly believable scenes with Decker and an okay girl/girler with Caressa Savage in a cramped bathroom stall.

Technical aspects on the low side of average, plus no less than two side-by-side throwaway couplings, make this one less than memorable.