There is such a thing as clever trash. There is also such a thing as so bad, it's good. Also, trash with class, a clever dirty joke, and making a silk purse out of a sow's ear. Here, the only thing clever is the art on the DVD box, the only thing good out of the bad is that it's over in 73 minutes, the class is first grade, there are no jokes, only dirt, and the field ran dry causing the cow to run away before somebody cut off his ear.
The pitiful acting here only enhances how bad the script is. Everybody speaks at a snail's pace, as if they were first graders reading a Dick and Jane book. Even when the police are calling out for a murder suspect, the actor getting to shout in the megaphone makes no effort to get the words out without pauses in between each one. Had the actors actually spoke their words at a normal speed level, the film would have been probably 15 minutes shorter. There are even long periods of silence between dialog that makes you wonder if the actors could even read and weren't being fed their lines through some hidden microphone.
It all starts some 60 miles outside of New York where a model rejects the seduction attempt of a married client. They are stopped for speeding and when he is told to go to New York to get the money to pay the fine, he is told to leave her behind. She is released when another speeder pays the $100, but a knock-out drug in her coffee leaves her as this sick pig's prisoner. He is behind a vice ring (which he refers to as "public relations"), and now his prisoner, she is threatened with being forced into becoming a drug addict in order to do his bidding. These characters are revolting, and even if that is what guides the world of film noir, it is told so repulsively here that it makes it very difficult to watch.
British character actor Ronald Long (as the heavy set man who entices the ingenue into his web) may have an impressive list of credits, but the direction keeps him from coming off as professional. I'd mention the actors names who play the main characters, but they are so bad that they don't really deserve to get any credit. Only Eileen Letchworth as one of the "public relations consultants" is of any name value, and that is for her later appearances on the daytime soaps in the late 60's and 70's. There really is never any suspense, only disgust, so even if the structure made the storyline interesting, it is totally destroyed by the cheap looking photography, wretched acting and horrible dialog. The whole set-up of the sleazy justice of the peace reminded me of the set-up of one of the worst comedies of the past twenty years, the horrifying "Nothing But Trouble" which even its name cast seems to hope to forget agreeing to be in.
The pitiful acting here only enhances how bad the script is. Everybody speaks at a snail's pace, as if they were first graders reading a Dick and Jane book. Even when the police are calling out for a murder suspect, the actor getting to shout in the megaphone makes no effort to get the words out without pauses in between each one. Had the actors actually spoke their words at a normal speed level, the film would have been probably 15 minutes shorter. There are even long periods of silence between dialog that makes you wonder if the actors could even read and weren't being fed their lines through some hidden microphone.
It all starts some 60 miles outside of New York where a model rejects the seduction attempt of a married client. They are stopped for speeding and when he is told to go to New York to get the money to pay the fine, he is told to leave her behind. She is released when another speeder pays the $100, but a knock-out drug in her coffee leaves her as this sick pig's prisoner. He is behind a vice ring (which he refers to as "public relations"), and now his prisoner, she is threatened with being forced into becoming a drug addict in order to do his bidding. These characters are revolting, and even if that is what guides the world of film noir, it is told so repulsively here that it makes it very difficult to watch.
British character actor Ronald Long (as the heavy set man who entices the ingenue into his web) may have an impressive list of credits, but the direction keeps him from coming off as professional. I'd mention the actors names who play the main characters, but they are so bad that they don't really deserve to get any credit. Only Eileen Letchworth as one of the "public relations consultants" is of any name value, and that is for her later appearances on the daytime soaps in the late 60's and 70's. There really is never any suspense, only disgust, so even if the structure made the storyline interesting, it is totally destroyed by the cheap looking photography, wretched acting and horrible dialog. The whole set-up of the sleazy justice of the peace reminded me of the set-up of one of the worst comedies of the past twenty years, the horrifying "Nothing But Trouble" which even its name cast seems to hope to forget agreeing to be in.