Jessicka Rabid

To put it lightly, Jessicka Rabid is the most horrid, putrid, pile of waste I have ever had the misfortune of seeing. I would get more entertainment out of this DVD by using the broken shards to wipe myself after a long time on the toilet thanks to to many hot wings. There is literally nothing good about this movie. No good acting, no good cinematography, no effects at all, not even a "so-bad-its-good" sorta thing. Just. Plain. Shit.

The Stendhal Syndrome

The Stendhal Syndrome, what is it? Giallo? Crime Drama? Rape-revenge? Psychological thriller? I can't even begin to describe it. One thing I know for sure, it was to long. They could have cut out 45 minutes of that movie and it would have made more sense and been more entertaining.

Towards the begining of the movie, we are intoduced to Anna, our amnesiac. She makes her way into a museum and roams around. As she traverses from room to room, she hears murmurs and whispers from the paintings. Horses hooves clopping against the ground. Drummers tapping on snares. And as she reaches beach scene painting she falls in. Drowning, she is saved by a manfish breathing life back into her lungs. She wakes, lip bloody on the museum floor. A man asks if shes ok. She flees in fright and embarassment.