Combines the Manson murders on Cielo Drive with a latter day tenant's ennui trying to make it in the music biz.. The scenes from 1969 are mainly stolen, almost frame for frame, from Jim Van Bebber's 1997 "Manson Family" and an attempted amplification of a single slim anecdote from rocker Trent Reznor's time on the property fails to engage, Our resident songstress is no Nine Inch Nail, more like a chewed stub. I was amazed how slow an hour and a half could go, plodding through that girl's depressing glum fog
Don't bother.
Don't bother.