It all starts when Robin Monroe (Heche), the assistant editor of "Dazzle," is given a ticket to a remote tropical island by her would-be husband, Frank Martin (David Schwimmer). He is going to take her away from her killer work schedule in a frozen Manhattan so that he can pop the question on a warm beach under a swaying palm tree. "I want this to be the most unforgettable vacation of our lives," he tells her in the movie's most prophetic line.

They ride the last leg of their flight in a jury-rigged plane flown by a graying pilot named Quinn Harris (Ford). Quinn's busty companion, Angelica (Jacqueline Obradors), looking like one of those girls that your mother warned you about, comes along for the ride.

After they arrive, Robin's office demands that she fly to Tahiti for a day to supervise a photo shoot, so she hires a reluctant Quinn to transport her. The plane crashes on an uninhabited island, and most of the remaining movie is about how Robin and Quinn cope. Facing everything from scorpions to pirates, they survive, but just barely.

"Why aren't you one of those guys with skills?" she taunts him. "You send them into the wilderness with a Q-tip and a knife, and they build you a shopping mall." Finally after one calamity after another, she allows as how, "I've had just about as much vacation as I can stand."

The movie is as good with the physical comedy as the verbal. In one delicious scene, Robin freezes in the water when a snake crawls into her shorts. The look on both of their eyes as Quinn reaches deep into her crotch area to retrieve the snake is a sweet mixture of shock, fright and ecstasy.

Starting out despising and ridiculing each other, they end up romantically inclined even if not exactly lovers. In the show's most precious and romantic scene, Quinn talks about how much he enjoyed their brief kissing earlier and muses on how much he'd like to do it again. In an age in which actors quickly throw off their clothes and jump into bed, the intimacy of simple kissing is rarely bothered with and certainly never discussed.

There is excellent, albeit subtle, chemistry between Robin and Quinn. She's the smart professional with the sexy outfits. And he's her opposite, a boozing pilot who is past his prime. Nevertheless, they find that circumstances make each attracted to the other.

(As for Heche's sexual orientation, let it be said that the motion picture industry is filled with heterosexuals playing homosexuals and vice versa. Acting like something they're not is what actors are paid to do in every film they are in.)

The movie cuts between Robin and Quinn's hardships and the luxury that Frank and Angelica are enjoying back at the resort. Angelica is a generous sort - "It's like after a funeral, everybody has sex," she says - so she invites Frank to share his grief with her.

With Michael Chapman's breathtaking cinematography - the picture was filmed on Kauai - and Randy Edelman's dreamy music, the movie is easy to fall for.

The film's most delightfully ridiculous aspect has to be Robin's coiffure. No matter how long they remain stranded on the desert island, she never has a bad hair day. She even awakens with fresh lipstick. Life in the wilderness with a sexy woman has never been better.

SIX NIGHTS, SEVEN NIGHTS runs 1:41. It is rated PG-13 for adult themes, mild profanity and cartoonish violence and would be fine for kids around eleven and up.