A new twist on an old story: the phrase "going native" was first used in colonial times by European settlers in North America whose womenfolk had run off to live with the native Americans. Sure beat the Puritan ambiance. So it's believable enough a wife would prefer the company of an escaped criminal to that of post-LA Law Corbin Bernsen.
Tho the detectives at first suspect the 'captive' wife is suffering from Patty Hearst syndrome, they soon learn she has good reason to lay low with the lowlife...the warden hubby is a patronizing, thieving crumb who was plotting his wife's murder.
The warden is predictable but the story is entertaining and Bernsen is pretty good as the from-the-get-go transparent phony. A rare occasion the writers allow the audience to lead the detectives.
Gotta love the VD'O version of the Singing (and spastically dancing)Postman, but an all too brief "old Bobby" moment.