A real feel bad movie. Like listening to people having an argument for 90 minutes. The ONLY reason for seeing this film is for Toyah Willcox who is the only person that invests any semblance of energy, passion or intensity into the proceedings but not enough to save the film from such a mundane script. Roger daltrey pursued and wooed her to join this project whilst she was performing a sell out run in Trafford Tanzi in the West End, before she was about to star with Laurence Olivier in The Ebony Tower, promote her latest album ' Love is the Law' and then go on tour. After all that she found time to appear in this offensive crud. There's a really unpleasant prolonged scene at the end where she is strangled and drowned at a beach that smacks of voyeuristic misogyny and is deeply unpleasant. What was ever seen worthy in the screenplay that deemed this as being a worthwhile artistic endeavor? It's like Who's afraid of Virginia Wolf rewritten by an inarticulate teen. 4 for Toyah Willcox alone.
Toyah Willcox shines in lame Who's afraid of Virginia Wolf rip off
1 November 2010
Warning: Spoilers