This opens with Lopez waiting tables in a diner under the name 'Slim', as she's supposedly too wary of over-familiar men to reveal her real name. Odd, then (though strangely familiar), that she falls for the charmer in the corner and that they're off down the aisle in a heartbeat. Soon she has a daughter to think of and her husband has morphed into a controlling psychotic. Now she must either stick it out like 'in some goddam Country and Western song', or take the kid and leave. But can she ever fully escape such a persistent abuser and start to fight back? In the end, the problem is not so much that it's now impossible to imagine Lopez outside her star persona, it's more that she completely fails to pull off scenes requiring any depth.