Fun fact, trivia fans: this was directed by the same man who helmed the body-under-the-patio arc in Brookside (what a way for Anna Friel to kick-start her career, eh?). Also, the woman who plays the central character here is from Ermelo, where my SO spent three years of her childhood (“It’s a shithole,” she just called out from the other room). Anyway…yeah this is inept, despite the non-standard plot contrivance that’s also a meta-commentary on what Hollywood’s like for women. I presume that’s what appealed to Barbara Crampton…that and the ending you won’t expect in your wildest dreams. ★
Cross-posted from Letterboxd