Once in Love With Amy . . . : Television: Taking a cue from the spate of Amy Fisher movies, here’s a modest proposal for TV producers who want to corner the market.

Strong ratings for the three recent Amy Fisher movies guarantee continued TV splurging on docudramas about sensational, bizarre crimes. The biggest problem facing producers, though, is how to come up with fresh material to dramatize. After all, there are only so many sensational, bizarre crimes, and the parties involved in those that do occur are inevitably swept up in frenzied bidding wars for their screen rights. It gets messy.

What to do?

Here is some advice for a producer who is not afraid to think boldly and creatively: Immediately begin working closely with officials in the mental health field--psychiatrists, psychologists and other professionals--and get them to open their files and identify prospective violent criminals, those most likely to commit sensational, bizarre crimes.

As an economic investment in the future, tie up the screen rights of these prospective offenders in advance, thereby avoiding bidding wars when they actually go berserk. Gain their confidence so that when they do commit their crimes, they tip you off first.

By the time they do so, you will have already worked a deal with a tabloid show, giving it exclusive rights to secretly videotape the crime, but embargoing the show’s airing of the footage until a week before the movie airs. After the tabloid footage airs, daytime talk shows will have sufficient time to interview the tabloid reporter who did the story, virtually ensuring an enormous crescendo of publicity leading right up to the movie’s premiere.

This will assure giant ratings.

Thus, everybody wins. The criminal gets paid. You and the network make a bundle off the movie. The tabloid show gets a splashy crime exclusive. The only loser is the victim of the crime.

So . . . no plan is perfect.

As it turns out, sources tell me, a docudrama is now in the works that will be utterly epic in scope, incorporating in a single movie many of the separate components that we have been seeing in sensational, bizarre crime movies for years.

Its working title is “The Trupkin Family: Anatomy of Murder, Rape, Date Rape, Sexual Harassment, Wife Beating and Necrophilia in a Small Town.”

As the story was told to me, the Trupkins appeared to be an ordinary family. They were respected. They played together. They laughed together. They went to church together. Yet inside the attractive ranch home at 141 Elm Street, where accountant Don Trupkin, 41, his wife, Judy, 40, and their two kids, Sally, 17 and Billy, 14, appeared to live so lovingly, there was trouble.

Secretly despising her husband, Judy Trupkin had been having a passionate affair with her next-door neighbor, Mr. Feeney. Together they plotted to murder Don, finally deciding on a foolproof plan, and were about to execute it.

When. . . .

Don Trupkin was accused of rape by his secretary, Marilyn. Judy and Mr. Feeney were joyous, realizing that if Don were convicted and jailed for raping Marilyn, they could be together without having to murder him.

Then. . . .

Marilyn’s credibility was destroyed when it was revealed that, after being continually beaten by her husband, George, she despised all men and regularly hallucinated about them. Distraught, Judy rushed next door to tell Mr. Feeney the bad news.

But. . . .

When she arrived, Mr. Feeney was being led away by police, charged with serial murder after the discovery of a dozen corpses buried under his house. Stunned, Judy returned home and was feeling pretty low.

Until. . . .

The phone rang. It was the police, telling her that Don had been murdered by a file clerk he had been sexually harassing. Judy was elated.

Then. . . .

Her daughter, Sally, revealed that she been raped during a date with Mr. Feeney. Outraged that Sally had been secretly dating Mr. Feeney, Judy shot Sally dead. After hiding Sally’s body, Judy sat on the floor, dazed.

Until. . . .

Her son, Billy, came home from school and revealed that he, too, had been dating Mr. Feeney. Outraged, Judy immediately grounded Billy, who was so angry at his mother that he immediately wrote a letter to “Sally Jessy Raphael” offering to tell his story on national television. A week later, Billy received a letter from the producers turning him down, but urging him to get back in touch if he ever got a sex change. They also asked him to call collect if he knew of anyone who enjoyed having sex with the dead. Instead, he hired a lawyer and made a deal for his screen rights.

Meanwhile, I’ve been told that “The Trupkin Family: Anatomy of Murder, Rape, Date Rape, Sexual Harassment, Wife Beating and Necrophilia in a Small Town” will contain the following “crawl” at the end:

Judy Trupkin was tried for the murder of her daughter, Sally. Pleading self defense, she was found innocent. She is now the host of her own syndicated talk show.

Serving a life sentence for murder, Mr. Sweeney has formed the rock band, “Prison People,” whose latest single recently went platinum.

Billy Trupkin is now writing scripts for a popular situation comedy.