5/10
I've seen enough fake blood to know the real thing when I see it.
23 May 2009
I don't know about a film that starts off with a man (Joe Spinell) pleasuring himself in a movie theater as an inflated babe (J'Len Winters) gets electrocuted in a hot tub.

This film brings back Spinell and Caroline Munro, who made Maniac two years prior.

In this film Vinny (Spinell) is a taxi driver and wannabe director that stalks Jana Bates (Munro) at Cannes trying to get her in his film. Thing is, people around Jana are dying and she is receiving ominous notes. Is it Vinny? Set in Cannes, you can be sure that there is an overabundance of boobage. There are more tatas than blood. Vinney is getting nowhere as his New York cabbie appearance doesn't get him in any doors at Cannes.

So the whole film is Vinney trying to get in touch with Jana with the background of a film festival.

You've seen enough to know how this is going to end.

Good job by Joe Spinell, but there just wasn't enough to keep the interest for a full 87 minutes.
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