By Terry Kelleher
March 13, 2000 12:00 PM

CBS (Sun., March 12, 9 p.m. ET)

This TV movie was supposed to warm my heart; instead it raised my hackles. The script is so pat and shallow it’s actually aggravating.

Ex-ER physician Sherry Stringfield plays a successful book editor (“Another bestseller!” says the boss as he breezes into her office) who puts her busy Manhattan lifestyle on hold to care for her aged father (the great Jason Robards in a role not worthy of him) in small-town Virginia. A folksy gerontologist (miscast country singer Clint Black) assures Stringfield that her dad’s apparent mental deterioration is only a symptom of loneliness for his late wife. To help fill the void, Stringfield returns to her roots, Providence-style, despite the objections of her New York boyfriend (Christopher Rich), whose fondness for opera and European travel marks him as a no-good elitist. When a long-unopened letter from Vietnam suddenly turns up to assuage Robards’s guilt over his strained relationship with his dead son, Going Home officially wears out its welcome.

Bottom Line: Let it go