Well, this isn't quite the bottom of the barrel, but it's pretty close. Leading lady Ann Noble wrote this herself. It's a twisted tale about a portly has-been cabaret singer who is mercifully murdered. The only reason you might care to find out who did it is to thank them. She's a shrew who makes a pass at her gay son - but don't be fooled - that makes the movie sound more interesting than it is. The entire cast seems to have graduated from the Ed Wood school of acting. Any pleasure derived from watching this film is purely unintentional on the part of those involved. And... the credits say that it's filmed in "Texturetone", which apparently means that the print is really scratchy and the lighting doesn't match from one shot to the next
Review of Sins of Rachel
