scott-1157

I think there's a special place in hell for filmmakers that take an hour and eighteen minutes to tell a fifteen minute story. Long, lingering looks at Liz Clare's face and breasts really can't compensate for her robotic delivery and lack of acting skills. After a few minutes those long lingering looks become a snail's pace at story telling.

To make matters worse is the criminal misuse of classical music to slow the pace down to a dead stop. This is definitely bad storytelling and worse film making. Not the worst film ever made, but not even good enough to make fun of.

You've got to give it to Jim Haggerty. How he managed to convince all his friends to act in this thing, even convincing a couple of relatively attractive women to take their clothes off, is a bit mind boggling. Not since Ed Wood has an ego trip like this been so inept. Did he film this thing on his iphone? Why is the lighting and sound so horrible?

There are a couple of performances that might pass muster in another movie, but the script, direction, and technical elements make them all look bad. What does Haggerty have that convinced these people that this was a good idea? How did he raise the money to get it released? Just wow.