By Tom Gliatto Cynthia Wang
June 08, 2009 12:00 PM

USA, June 4, 10 p.m. ET |



Mark Feuerstein plays a whip-smart Manhattan doctor blackballed from the city’s hospitals after he runs afoul of some rich muckety-mucks. On a weekend in the Hamptons, he stumbles onto a different sort of practice: a physician-for-hire who makes discreet house calls to a whole new set of rich muckety-mucks. In the premiere, for instance, Christine Ebersole is a diva whose breast implant has deflated the day she plans to throw a party.

Feuerstein is smooth, steady, sensitive—properly McDreamian—but his patients are less interesting than the gorgeous real estate. Medical shows are better off sticking to hospitals, where the walls are painted a self-effacing teal.