Yet another god-awful piece of debris in the wasteland of credit card features littering the Australian cinematic landscape.
Obviously made with little money and even less talent, direct to DVD would be too good for this ill-advised exercise in banality.
Featuring soap-opera performances, shoddy direction and corporate video cinematography, the only good thing that could be said about this film is that at 82 minutes, it's over quicker than most feature films.
Tiriel Mora, an otherwise excellent actor, wanders gamely through his scenes, presumably trying not to laugh in the face of implausible plot turns, sub-infomercial dialogue and the kind of acting that would embarrass a pre-school pantomime audience.
AVOID this film, at all costs...
Obviously made with little money and even less talent, direct to DVD would be too good for this ill-advised exercise in banality.
Featuring soap-opera performances, shoddy direction and corporate video cinematography, the only good thing that could be said about this film is that at 82 minutes, it's over quicker than most feature films.
Tiriel Mora, an otherwise excellent actor, wanders gamely through his scenes, presumably trying not to laugh in the face of implausible plot turns, sub-infomercial dialogue and the kind of acting that would embarrass a pre-school pantomime audience.
AVOID this film, at all costs...
