Brenda Walsh tells her husband it's over, but then he wins the lottery so naturally she practically breaks the sound barrier patching things up (oh, she pretends she's on the fence about it, but let's be realistic here- she's a woman). They decide to fly to wherever it is you cash in lottery tickets, but it turns out that some shady characters who want to steal the ticket sabotaged their plane so they crash in the wilderness and before long the bad guys are chasing them all over the place with snowmobiles. It's totally the type of movie you'd expect to see on TV in the 1970s, and you would watch it too because there really wasn't much else to do in the 1970s (except dance to disco music, and despite what you may have heard nobody ever actually did that). On the plus side, this isn't completely retarded and the evil, bitchy chick turns out to be surprisingly sexy (it must be the evil); on the minus side, who wants to see Brenda Walsh in a hat and a big, bulky winter coat? Why couldn't that plane have gone down someplace that was more bikini-friendly? That said I guess this flick is okay, but if it was still the 1970s frankly I think I would've gone disco dancing.