Veronica Chase (Kirstie Alley) is the best romance expert around. Unfortunately, her expertise only works on others. After dumping her womanizing husband, she must build back her life and image through her company, and with the help of its employees.
With this show's pedigree, and pilot director extraordinaire James Burrows in charge of the opener, "Veronica's Closet" feels as if it should be much funnier. Perhaps it will be.
Clearly, what Veronica's Closet has going for it above all else is Alley's bleep-'em-all blitheness, her gift for turning a tantrum into operatic hilarity.
Veronica's Closet looks to be a smart, lively mainstream smash, the season's surest thing. Alley shows that she still has her sitcom chops as the still-sexy doyenne of a Victoria's Secret-like empire.
