Sorry. Maybe this film was really something back in the 1970's (with Tina's constant topless scenes), but it's just stupid now. Poor Tina with the boorish husband begins an affair with a stranger who turns out to be a loser too. I agree with the ending. She has an eight room apartment in Manhattan; what's she got to be upset about? Her only mistake was not divorcing her abusive husband before he squandered all of their money on a vineyard in an attempt to join the cool crowd. Even her two children are obnoxious. This is a very bleak film. No great sets, or scenery, and all of the characters are awful. Absolutely nothing happens in this film. I thought the hubby might come around and be human once he got the wind knocked out of him, but if she's in therapy, then I guess not.
Review of Diary of a Mad Housewife
