Okay, the Steve Franken character will probably annoy the heck out of you (as will the gobs of cheesy 50s psychiatry)...but Patricia Neal is great throughout (I can't believe the stars this show managed to turn up!) as the woman at (or near) the end of her tether, and Macdonald Carey-lookalike John Baragrey is fine as well. Oh yeah, and then there's John Astin as one surly and resentful dude indeed. And the show looks great as always, a veritable testament to noir. Once again though Checkmate seems to founder on its clumsy premise: the 3 stars have very little chemistry...indeed, they hardly even act like they're on the same set much of the time. The show would've been a good deal more effective I think if it had featured only Sebastian Cabot as the resident private eye (indeed, him being a shrink as well as a dick would've made for a pretty good gimmick).