Do not waste 82 minutes of your life! I have spent the last few years watching a selection of the worst films I can find. Many times this is because the acting can be hilariously bad, the script laughable or for many other reasons.
In those years I have never regretted watching a movie more than seeing "My Wife and My Dead Wife".
The film is only 82 minutes long but we felt we had sat there for an eternity.
To begin with we have an actor who is neither photogenic or any good as the lead. Guy Balotine delivers his lines like they have absolutely no meaning (I'll give him the benefit of the doubt - he possibly read the script to the end and lost the will to live - no pun intended).
Graham (Guy) marriage is breaking down apparently, the signs are completely unclear to see in the way that he and his wife inter-react. In fact there seems to be nothing too wrong with his marriage.
However the move into the new house and the discovery of a music box whose distorted tune would have every dog howling in the neighbourhood leads him to find pictures of his "Dead Wife" and start having affair with the same.
This involves him sneaking home, missing work and those around him thinking that his drinking problem has re-surfaced (This in itself pushed into the script in a party scene).
From about 10 minutes in I wished Graham was dead and with his dead wife continually telling him he needs to take the next step you have an idea where this is going.
Direction is shoddy at best with some awful cuts leading to black screen that make you wonder exactly what was intended. Or possibly not even caring. To say that the best shot of the film was when his "living - although also wooden" wife puts out a candle is no lie. WE commented on this whilst we were watching it.
The music as well. Possibly limited by budget we are given original music that builds the tension with a flamenco guitar and a viola (which I hope was being played by a talented 8 or 9 year old rather than some professional musician).
The original music scored, in fact, isn't bad. It is just not for this movie.
Another sign of this films quality was the cheer (of relief) as the titles finally ran.
I find nothing in this film to recommend it to anyone. It is slow, dull, badly acted and possibly the least enjoyable time I have spent watching celluloid.
In those years I have never regretted watching a movie more than seeing "My Wife and My Dead Wife".
The film is only 82 minutes long but we felt we had sat there for an eternity.
To begin with we have an actor who is neither photogenic or any good as the lead. Guy Balotine delivers his lines like they have absolutely no meaning (I'll give him the benefit of the doubt - he possibly read the script to the end and lost the will to live - no pun intended).
Graham (Guy) marriage is breaking down apparently, the signs are completely unclear to see in the way that he and his wife inter-react. In fact there seems to be nothing too wrong with his marriage.
However the move into the new house and the discovery of a music box whose distorted tune would have every dog howling in the neighbourhood leads him to find pictures of his "Dead Wife" and start having affair with the same.
This involves him sneaking home, missing work and those around him thinking that his drinking problem has re-surfaced (This in itself pushed into the script in a party scene).
From about 10 minutes in I wished Graham was dead and with his dead wife continually telling him he needs to take the next step you have an idea where this is going.
Direction is shoddy at best with some awful cuts leading to black screen that make you wonder exactly what was intended. Or possibly not even caring. To say that the best shot of the film was when his "living - although also wooden" wife puts out a candle is no lie. WE commented on this whilst we were watching it.
The music as well. Possibly limited by budget we are given original music that builds the tension with a flamenco guitar and a viola (which I hope was being played by a talented 8 or 9 year old rather than some professional musician).
The original music scored, in fact, isn't bad. It is just not for this movie.
Another sign of this films quality was the cheer (of relief) as the titles finally ran.
I find nothing in this film to recommend it to anyone. It is slow, dull, badly acted and possibly the least enjoyable time I have spent watching celluloid.