Okay, I know this film is horrible and I really, really need to defend myself on this one. Firs off, no. I did not like it because of its campiness (it helped, yes, but it was not the main reason that attracted me to it). I genuinely enjoyed it. Sure, the film is the kind of weird shit you avoid on a regular basis with NBC's soap operas and Julian Sands deserves the Razzie award of the century for his terrible, off-putting performance. But, and this is a great but, it still remains a Sherilyn Fenn vehicle. I mean, even though she has to sink deep down with the material, Fenn still gives a compelling and convincing performance as the titular character; Fenn has so many intriguing qualities to herself, with her beautiful face, sexy voice and the stunning way she could freeze any man with her stare. I mean, she was freaking Audrey Horne and she is definitely one of the most amazingly talented and criminally underrated actresses ever! I love this movie because it at least gives me the opportunity to see her, hear her and be in awe by her. And, surprisingly, I was not bored; the film just goes by without dragging or anything.

Tepid tale of warped obsession plays out like half-assed DePalma fare.