Superficial and trite are frankly compliments when it comes to describing this piece of crap. Not even of the melodramatic "quality" of an after-school special.
Then there are the production "values." The Sound Editor was either in a coma or was seriously on drugs - or had just sustained a C-4 explosion two feet from his head when he coordinated this "film." Obviously, the Photography Director was laboring under the same set of afflictions.
No matter how much I hoped that this train wreck would find some redemption, it just kept piling up on its own tracks of dreck.
Then there are the production "values." The Sound Editor was either in a coma or was seriously on drugs - or had just sustained a C-4 explosion two feet from his head when he coordinated this "film." Obviously, the Photography Director was laboring under the same set of afflictions.
No matter how much I hoped that this train wreck would find some redemption, it just kept piling up on its own tracks of dreck.
