Review of Keep My Grave Open

OK, so gruesome murders are occurring in and around the mansion of crazy eccentric Camilla Carr whom we are supposed to believe is the lover of her own brother. If that description of this wacko plot doesn't make you wonder what sicko wrote it, then perhaps this will be your cup of tea. For me, it's a ludicrous piece of celluloid crap that is filled with supposedly sensual moments that just made me shake my head in bewilderment and disgust. Carr is seen laying on a bed, heavily made up, with her mouth open as the camera moves up and down. The story is never really established, only inferred, and then stops in its tracks. Carr just bellows her lines and doesn't really make you interested in anything about her. This is another one of those cheaply made thrillers that just lays there with nothing going on for the most part than the viewer hoping that it would just end.