Lake Consequence (1993) (TV)

Director:

Rafael Eisenman

Writers (WGA):

MacGregor Douglas (story)
Zalman King (screenplay) ...

Release Date:

28 February 1993 (USA)

Genre:

Drama | Romance

Plot:

Irene, a thirty-something housewife with a successfull husband and a young son, has her life thrown in a spin when she becomes attracted to Billy...

Plot Keywords:

Sex | Beautiful Woman | Male Nudity | Female Frontal Nudity | Lesbianism

Cast

Billy Zane	...	Billy
Joan Severance	...	Irene
Hollie L. Hummel	...	Grace (as May Karasun)
Whip Hubley	...	Jim
Courtland Mead	...	Christopher
Dan Reed	...	Xiao
Christi Allen	...	Young Irene
Andria Litto	...	Teen Irene
Ron Howard George	...	Semi Driver
Allan Graf	...	Irene's Father

Runtime:

90 min

Country:

USA

Language:

English

Color:

Color

Sound Mix:

Ultra Stereo

Certification:

Singapore:PG (cut) | Iceland:16 | Australia:R | Germany:16 | Spain:18 | UK:18 | USA:R

Company:

10dB Inc.

Goofs:

Continuity: When Irene is introduced to Lake Consequence and she is on the pier, Billy pulls the pier in by a rope which wasn't there in any previous shot.

Quotes:

Billy: People don't fall in love with each other because of their pasts! They fall in love with who they are.

Soundtrack:

Irene

An excuse to perpetrate a series of soft porn images using cardboard characters delivering an idiotic script.

A 30-something housewife gets a crush on this manual worker who is living in a caravan close to her house. She feels sexually unsettled despite possessing a pleasant home, a charming little son and a loving husband - who are, as it happens, just off on a fishing trip for a few days. She is so besotted by her initial contact with the worker that she enters his caravan in his absence and sentimentally strokes some of his books. Then, a shock - suddenly the vehicle is driven off with her inside.

Quite a good start, you might think. But it soon deteriorates into the soft porn, witless directionless movie matched by a few thousand others. The caravan stops beside a picturesque lake and a superbly-built naked blonde bather enters the scene. She soon persuades the non-swimming housewife to not only enter the water, but submit to being ferried on her back by said blonde to a large swimming-raft. As you may imagine this is the start of some lesbian goings-on.

The manual worker of course returns complete with rippling muscles and completes the sexual triangle which somehow finds itself later immersed in a stormy jacuzzi in the middle of Chinese New Year junketings. Our mild housewife, after being caressed under water by Mr. Muscles, gets a bit put out when she sees him paying similar attention to the blonde, takes one of the burning candles which bestrew all porny films at erotic moments and, via a handy diaphanous curtain, sulkily sets the whole place on fire.

As if that were not proof enough of brain-damage in the direction department, the script (?) takes another, even less likely twist when Mr. Muscles not only drives the obviously bonkers, still-naked woman to her home (hubby and little boy having fortunately not yet returned from the fishing), accompanies her indoors, lectures her on her wifely responsibilities, finds her a dress and clothes her, disappearing before hubby and son return to enjoy a rapturous reunion.

A sadly flawed irresponsible film despite the best efforts and good looks of the women. A jarring note was the frequent loud crashes in my speakers accompanied by split-second images apparently inserted by the director to keep the audience awake.

This nonsense barely deserves the four rating it has been given.