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Tori Spelling’s Brainless Mind Over Murder

Tori Spelling and Dean McDermott in Mind Over Murder.

What is there to say about a movie as bad as Mind Over Murder (2005), a Lifetime offering starring Tori Spelling as an Assistant District Attorney in temporary possession of psychic powers? Everything about it is unusually tacky, even by basic cable standards, from its garish pink and green color scheme to its nightmarish faux comic sex scenes and lifeless acting.

Its distinct terribleness makes you long for previous Spelling affairs like Death of a Cheerleader and Mother, May I Sleep with Danger? — and, speaking of affairs, Murder mostly lives on as a trivia answer. It was on the set of this film that Spelling’s tabloid-ready liaison with costar Dean McDermott began.

The plot, to the extent that one exists, involves Holly Winters (Spelling), an ADA in Cincinnati whose head-scratchingly casual wardrobe is a series of increasingly hideous pink and green shirts and cardigans that match her equally awful accessories (as well as the wardrobe and, in one instance, even the beverage of her boss, Julian Hasty, played by Tyler Benskin). My wife walked past the TV at one point and mused “She looks like she shopped at GAP Kids.”

Death of a Cheerleader: Mother, May I Cheer with Danger?

“What could it mean?”

Hold onto your pom-poms because strange worlds are colliding in this one. We’ve got Tori Spelling, who we just watched in Mother, May I Sleep with Danger? We have Valerie Harper, who we’ve seen in Night Terror and Strange Voices. And we’ve got ’em in Death of a Cheerleader, a 1994 TV movie that could best be described as Mean Girls meets The Craft meets Election meets The Positively True Adventures of the Alleged Texas Cheerleader-Murdering Mom. Excited yet? Alas, I suggest tempering your enthusiasm.

Without further ado, Kellie Martin (who knows her way around a TV movie herself) is Angela Delvecchio, a bright and seemingly normal kid who is a little too captivated by her high school’s pep rally. Its inspirational theme: Be the Best. “I’m going to be,” Angela vows to her BFF Jill (Margaret Langrick, bedecked in the type of unfortunate headwear favored by Mayim Bialik and Jenna von Oÿ’s Blossom characters). “I am going to edit the yearbook, and I’m going to be a cheerleader.” And she’s gonna get all As in murder!

Answering the Most Pressing Question of the ’90s: Mother, May I Sleep with Danger?

“God, Mom, you’re so lame. You never let me sleep with danger!”

It always happens like this, doesn’t it? You try to spread holiday cheer by writing about Ebbie, an old Susan Lucci Lifetime adaptation of A Christmas Carol, and through a convoluted series of events find yourself weeks later watching Mother, May I Sleep with Danger? because of it. Who among us hasn’t done it? It’s the tale as old as time that Angela Lansbury so touchingly warbled about in Beauty and the Beast.

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