Left at the alter by his traitorous fiancée, Spencer Starkington snaps and spirals into insanity and murder when he becomes obsessed with retrieving an heirloom engagement ring belonging to his mother, and her mother, and so on. Spencer leaves a trail of bloody brides-to-be as the ring inadvertently passes from hand to hand, with Spencer always one step behind it. Hot on Spencer's trail are detectives Rikki Moore and Cate Hamilton who follow the corpses Spencer leaves in his wake.Written by
The Volvo in the opening scene was left in front of the producer's house after filming. The aftermath was a "bloody mess". Someone passing by saw the car and assumed it was linked to a crime scene and called the police. The producer arrived home after a long day of shooting to a line up of police cars and flashing lights. See more »
What's so incredibly bad about this movie is that it isn't even good enough to look like a fresh-out-film-school project, with those clumsy attempts to be arty and make up for that final C minus. The editing is choppy and the story makes no sense. (It's clear the filmmaker just wanted to make a statement, and sadly, there's no enough substance in that statement to fill 105 minutes.) The acting - oh, who am I kidding, there's no acting going on, just line recitation. All the characters talk exactly the same, and worse, all have the same bad dialog of that immature, bitter guy in his early 30s whose friends have all moved on while he wonders why he's the one who's still single. In fact, the characters are SO unlikeable, so shallow, so crude, so sex-obsessed, so mean-spirited, and so stupid, including the detectives, that you're forced to root for the killer just to get it over with. And that's the moment when you KNOW you've wasted minutes of your life you'll never get back.
2 of 5 people found this review helpful.
Was this review helpful to you?
| Report this