20+ year old Nathalie (Jaime King) has been institutionalised for 12 years based on memories of a murder that according to the doctors was but a figment of her imagination, which drove her crazy. Mental pictures kill her sanity and reality tends be a blur. Nonetheless Dr Anthony (Jamie Durr) believe sufficient progress has been made and after such a long detention she is ready to be released.
With no family left to fall back on she is taken under the protective blanket of her former friends Dana (Lydia Leonard) and Paige (Annabelle Wallis). Both of whom participated in the true / false murder of a boy. Seemingly still haunted by images from the past Dana finds pleasure in sowing doubt and ultimately proves a catalyst for a new breakdown...
Insanity-addicted Jaime King proves a strong spring-board for the otherwise mediocre movie, when she moves in and out of various stages of mental lapses unable to focus on the truth at hand. She is accompanied by a strong, if somewhat over-the-top sexual-intense performance by Lydia Leonard, who oozes sex in every scene she is in. All in all the two strong leads pull the movie together, despite severely lacking in plot development (we, for instance, never find out the fate of the family or the plot involving the doctor as a love interest just petters out without resolve).
It must also be said that the build-up suggests some stronger resolution, but the whole movie reminds one of sexual foreplay, which doesn't end in fornication. By the end you are just left hanging surprised by the abrupt end, but at the same time satisfied by what was dealt out.
All in all a decent film, despite lighting issues and some rather poor back-story.
With no family left to fall back on she is taken under the protective blanket of her former friends Dana (Lydia Leonard) and Paige (Annabelle Wallis). Both of whom participated in the true / false murder of a boy. Seemingly still haunted by images from the past Dana finds pleasure in sowing doubt and ultimately proves a catalyst for a new breakdown...
Insanity-addicted Jaime King proves a strong spring-board for the otherwise mediocre movie, when she moves in and out of various stages of mental lapses unable to focus on the truth at hand. She is accompanied by a strong, if somewhat over-the-top sexual-intense performance by Lydia Leonard, who oozes sex in every scene she is in. All in all the two strong leads pull the movie together, despite severely lacking in plot development (we, for instance, never find out the fate of the family or the plot involving the doctor as a love interest just petters out without resolve).
It must also be said that the build-up suggests some stronger resolution, but the whole movie reminds one of sexual foreplay, which doesn't end in fornication. By the end you are just left hanging surprised by the abrupt end, but at the same time satisfied by what was dealt out.
All in all a decent film, despite lighting issues and some rather poor back-story.