The Movie
Really? Movies like this can actually be made and sold to us in stores and on big-name retail websites? Producers actually think they should spend money to unleash such limp product on the public? Oh, dear readers...where to begin to describe the utter ineptness? How about the opening shot, when our "heroine" struggles as her wrists and mouth are covered with duct tape so cheap, it actually starts to fall off her mouth. (Never mind the fact that she could easily tear it off with her hands, which are bound in the front!)

I have two warnings for you before we go any further: This film isn't even listed on IMDB, and this review uses a lot of commode mouth quotes from the film. Read at your own risk...

If only I could get this tape off...

You'll quickly discover how the filmmakers try and stretch five minutes of bad material into 75 minutes of excruciating awfulness:

1. Have the cast repeat the same lines to each other repeatedly. Recite this exchange about five times over:

• Rapist: "I was just joking around...it was meant to be funny!"
• Lucinda: "Was it supposed to be funny? You're a clown!" (I quickly developed my own inside joke, where I kept asking myself, "I wonder if she thinks he's a clown." I made myself laugh.)

2. Have Lucinda ask and answer her own questions out loud: "Get the bag...now what do you think you're gonna do with that bag? This is what you're gonna do..."

3. Cuss and yell a lot. At one point I decided to rewind and count the number of times a variation of the word "fuck" was used in a 90-second period (starting at 19:55). I heard 16, which led me to wonder how the three writers of this movie (!) might have tag-teamed on the script:

• Writer No. 1: "Hmmm, I'm gonna go with, 'Fuck!'"
• Writer No. 2: "Good one! Okay, my turn...let's see...'You fucker!!'"
• Writer No. 3: "Wow, you guys are inspiring. I don't know if I can live up to that, but let's see...how about, 'Fucking fucker!!!'"

Don't forget the steamer!

You also got a lovely soliloquy in which Lucinda talks about killing a baby: "I fucking hate kids...I fucking smashed that baby to shit, and I just loved every single minute of it, because every fucking moment that I was slamming that baby's head in, I just knew that I was doing it a favor...that baby ended up going out the window, although it didn't really feel anything when it hit the ground. But still, I really don't miss that baby. Little fuckers."

Aren't you supposed to unzip?

Death by Splenda

Best...acting...ever!

Serial Killer: "Why the fuck should I follow you and show you what I know?"
Lucinda: "I'm gonna follow you...dumbass!" (okay, so she doesn't say dumbass, but it's totally implied...)

Hmm, I wonder where the script is...

No new taxes!

And that brings me to the hilarious camerawork: This film looks like it's a 2.35:1 image presented full screen--and then magnified 100 times. The camera likes to linger between the actors, so we're left with extended shots of the ground, the wall and anything else hovering in the background, with heads frequently off frame. That technique really comes in handy for the kill scenes, where "special effects" are reduced to mostly-implied acts enhanced by--that's right!--cussing and yelling.

Lucinda has one appropriate line in the film: "This is getting kinda boring." It comes right after the 54-minute mark, about 53 minutes and 55 seconds too late. Just call director Ryan Cavalline the Aspiring Filmmaker (keep trying bud! Actually...don't...)

The DVD

Cinematography Oscar, here we come!

Audio:
The 2.0 stereo has awful balance, with the loud voices sometimes distorted. They frequently sound like they're in a tunnel. At one point, Donahue was yelling so loud for so long, I turned my TV and receiver volumes all the way down and still heard her...

Extras:
The behind-the-scenes footage (10:47) is telling, in that the actors appear so disinterested--almost bitter--that they are doing this film, as if the director was holding them at gun point. "Fuck you, Ryan!" says Eddie Benevich (who plays "serial killer") without any sense of sarcasm, genuinely irritated as he aims the gun at the camera. "Fuck the movie, fuck the people, fuck (production company) 4th Floor...you guys suck!" Oh, Eddie...I couldn't have said it any better! Also caught on camera is a crew member telling Ryan to "Give me the money, bitch!" and musings from Donahue on her character. You also get the film's equally cheap trailer.

Final Thoughts:
Is there anything lower than Skip It? How about Spit on It? Or better yet, Slam It to the Ground and Smash It with Your Sketchers, then Pee on It and Throw It into the Potomac? (What up, DC? Holla!)