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  • mattkratz20 September 2001
    This was a decent show, sort of a "The Fugitive" for the mid-1980's. A lady is framed for murder of her wealthy and powerful boss, and her husband stages a daring rescue to get her out of prison. They then have to search for the wife's lookalike, whom the boss's wife used as an accomplice for the framing and may have been involved, and have adventures and affect people's lives along the way. It wasn't too bad.
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    Every time I see Dina Merrill, I always recall her in the commercials for this unseen program. She would be on the phone, saying, "find her! Find them before they find her!" What was it all about? HOHHHHHT Pursuit.

    This show came about after the sensation of daytime TV's Lovers On The Run craze, perpetrated by Tony Geary and Genie Francis as Luke and Laura on General Hospital.

    This was clearly a show offering nothing else but the HOHHHHT pursuit of the couple-in-love, Eric Pierpoint and Kerrie Keane.

    Now what I recall was Pierpoint shaving off the beard and their hair being colored to conceal their identities from the . . . . HOHHHHHHT pursuit.

    Reading here, Keane is no doubt in a dual role as a woman framing Keane for killing Merrill's boss, resulting in the . . . . HOHHHHHHT pursuit.

    It was complete and total burnout by the time this show came about, Luke and Laura having gone on the run in 1980 or so.

    So there was no suspense, no drama, no intensity, not much of a . . . . HOHHHHHHT pursuit.

    The show aired Saturday nights, the graveyard night unless you were the Love Boat.

    From time to time, again, especially when I would see Merrill, I would recall her on that phone. I think this was the first time I heard Pierpoint's name, but I had forgotten him.

    Didn't recall Keane at all.

    It was always so funny to me how these things were always stone cold in enticing viewers or building up a program people would want to watch, no matter how much they sought to sensationalize them.

    It always kind of reminded me of Tom Selleck trying to bring his newborn baby from the hospital and he attempted to trick the press by going out another exit, and there was no press waiting outside the front at all for the Sellecks.

    Or tabloids trying to say we can't get enough of Lindsey Lohan or Charlie Sheen and after a while nobody cares.