I caught 'Winter Meeting' the other day on Turner Classic Movies and decided to watch because I was interested in seeing a young Jim Davis, some 30-odd years before his famous Jock Ewing role. He clearly was in over his head. His acting style was wooden and awkward and he seemed uncomfortable playing the romantic lead. You could almost see Bette Davis cringing in their love scenes. His dismal performance dragged her down with him. You should have stuck to westerns, Jim. One of the film's few bright spots was the performance of John Hoyt in a sarcastic supporting role. He brought some comic relief (intentional comic relief) to this otherwise drab soaper.
Review of Winter Meeting
