"Burn it to Hell and leave the lesbian film market to pornos."
Pathetic, amateur lesbian Judgment Night done Italian-style.Somewhere between a cheeky lezbo touch-fest (without much touching), a D-grade student film, and an under-stylized schlock-er, Monica Stambrini (not even Italian-born — she’s from California) presents two young lovers who sort of go on the lam when the frumpy butch girl accidentally kills the mousy girl’s mother during an impromptu visit and fight stemming from the daughter’s newfound sexuality. Devoid of development, the rest of the movie is filled with a series of events and predicaments the girls find themselves in while trying to dispose of the body (who annoyingly “talks” to the daughter), mostly restrained to escaping a callow threesome’s sadistic pursuit and torture. There are only winks of sex, the actresses are terrible (not to mention unfittingly ugly for their roles), the video-grade image is distracting and junky (and that’s when camcorder footage isn’t being used), and no one seems to care that they don’t appear to know what they’re doing at any given moment. As time tells (remember The Girl?), decidedly lesbian features, unless they have something more enlightening to show or tell, should stick the pornography market.[Not to be bothered with.]