I love the notion of the Alfred Hitchcock Hour: unique stories, often well-told, no sacred cows or political correctness for the kiddies. So I guess I judge them by higher standards. That said, this episode seems like a premise looking for a plot, something cobbled together by a batch of high school students. The characters engage in stilted, endless dialogue that seems to have no point. Plot twists abound that make no sense. (Who the heck is this future father-in-law, and what's he doing?) There is even a silly scene with Jack Cassidy dressed up in pre-hippy garb, bopping around in the park to that awful, generic instrumental music that often passed for cheapo "rock 'n roll" in so many 1960s TV dramas. Cassidy may have done a good comic turn or two in his career, but he has zero charisma here and he doesn't convey anything remotely associated with "drama" or "depth". Five minutes in, he was simply annoying and I kept hoping he would be the one rubbed out in the end. No such luck.
