93 minutes. 6045 heartbeats. 325.5 breaths. All these moments are forever lost in time. My IQ is down by 37%. It all comes down to a hideous retelling of some aspect of the Lizzie Borden tale, except this time someone gets squirted by Gary Busey. Yeah, do the math there. Busey's performance was dull and weak compared to his brilliant acting in "Wild in the Streets" (1968, http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0063808/?ref_=nm_flmg_act_163 ), which says a lot about the direction in this botched aneurysm of a movie. Sean Flynn is turning in his grave, as it seems pretty insulting that this production was dedicated to his memory. Perhaps he had amnesia. I would have enjoyed watching C-SPAN over this tripe. Spare yourself some torment and skip this movie, it's too late for me...

You'd think even Gary Busey, as the father of Lizzie Borden, could pull off a manic performance, wouldn't you? But even as he's going at his wife with an ax, it's like he's buttering a slice of toast. This was the worst movie with the worst performances that I've seen in years. If this thing was up against Plan 9 From Outer Space, Ed Wood would have won an Oscar. Seriously. It's supposed to be about Lizzie Borden and it ends up being about nothing--just an excuse for the lead to show her tits (which aren't bad) and an excuse to let Gary Busey show us that his kid is actually a better actor than he is. You need to pass on this one, take my word for it.

This movie was so awful I had to create an account so I could warn people not to watch it, thank goodness I rented it for free with a redbox promo code. The story line is all over the place and you never really understand what it happening plus the acting is terrible and there are so many mistakes for example the title spells Lizzy "Lizzie" but the characters in the movie spell it "Lizzy", plus you can see the camera man in numerous scenes plus Lizzy Allen is constantly drinking. Also the movie description tells the viewers the daughter kills the parents but she never picks up an ax or kills anyone and at the end after Lizzy Allen kills herself she sits up like everything is fine. What? Don't waste your time.

So, on a whim, I decided to rent this from Redbox, since my husband and I love watching unpopular films and we love horror/thrillers. I have to say, this is the absolute worst movie I have ever seen in my entire life. Oh, where to start...Let's start with the horrid cinematography. Now, normally, this aspect of a movie doesn't bother me -- mostly because I'm no movie purist and I can get behind some shoddy film scenes. But this was just bad. There were random film shots of irrelevant things, such as when the protagonist/antagonist is going outside the house with the cable guy. Before showing her walking outside, there is a brief glimpse of a tree... nothing else. Just a tree. Not only that, but the tree choppily faded out. What was even the point? There was no relevance, no scenic value, no point. Not to mention, the cheap angles to try to make the axe murders more gruesome (which actually just made them more laughable). The scenes weren't contiguous, didn't flow and there didn't even seem to be a proper order to the scenes.Now, the special effects.. again, normally I don't base the value of a movie on this.. but there were scenes where I think someone just used a ketchup bottle to squirt red corn syrup around... such as in one of the final murder scenes where Lizzie's father is being brutally slain by his wife (and incarnate of Lizzie Borden), you couldn't see his face, but blood shot upward in a squirty like fashion, which is neither plausible or realistic.Then, there was the acting.. for the most part, it wasn't absolute trash, but I feel bad for the cast as they were stuck with poorly written lines. However, there is a memorable moment, where Lizzie looked like Edvard Munch's "The Scream" as her former self was killed on a tricycle by the Lizzie Borden incarnate. No one actually grabs their face and screams while smooshing their cheeks against their lips.Finally, the golden gem of poop in this movie.. the script. You know there is issue with a script if you're laughing at the lines in a horror film. I think for the first half of the movie, the only lines were, "Jason! Jason! Where are you?!". And then at some point, the lines might have had some substance. But my husband and I were lost when Lizzie witnesses the maid Maggie being raped by the old guy. The old man insinuates something about his child being a lesbian, which I didn't understand.. then after raping the maid, he proclaims, "I squirted you, now yer carrying my baby.". I think I actually laughed so hard I peed myself. Squirted? Really? Squirted? Back to the ketchup bottles...Just don't waste your money on this film, unless you want to make fun of it or make it some sort of drinking game.