I try to go easy on low budget indie films. Some are really good, better than the usual big Hollywood studio stuff.
Not this one. The protagonist, Taylor Bostwick, is like the worst actor in a high school play. She's incapable of delivering lines with any conviction or nuance. She's cardboard faced and just generally vacuous. This is truly one of the worst lead performances I've ever seen. The supporting actors don't fare much better.
As to the script, she's on the phone to her shrink and tells him that she's stranded in some nowhere town. She asks him to phone in a scrip to the pharmacy and then hangs up. She hasn't told him the name of the town or the number of the pharmacy. But a couple of scenes later, she's taking the pills. Writing this bad is inexcusable.
The time period of the story is not even clearly established. It appears to be early 1960's, but there are all kinds of inconsistencies. Bostwick's car is an early 1960's Ford Falcon, but when she's sitting behind the wheel, the mechanic tells her to "pop the hood." In the early 60's, cars didn't have inside hood releases. A pay phone in a later scene says "50 cents." Phone calls were a dime back then.
As to the story, it involves a missing woman, and the "mystery" is so inane that you'll be rolling your eyes.
I watched this with a kind of horrified fascination. Movies this bad should be taught in film schools as examples of what not to do.
