The Lonely Lady Reviews

To sum up this movie calmly and appropriately, The Lonely Lady is by far the crowning achievement of absolute horridness. However, as horrendous as the movie is, it was a blast to see how ludicrously laughably bonkers it got. Jerilee (Pia Zadora) is an aspiring screenwriter wanting to make it big in Hollywood, but her leap to success requires her to hop from bed to bed with producers, writers, and directors. Forgetting the fact that we never see what her literature or screenplays are about, this lady has some serious psychological issues. First of all, Jerilee gets raped and assaulted by Joe (Ray Liotta) with a garden hose and quickly marries Walter (Lloyd Bochner), which inspires some screwed up Lolita business, considering she must be at least in her teenage years (and the movie never mentions her age). Second, her husband freaks out over a tiny rewrite for a movie, so they divorce and she sleeps with another man (Anthony Holland) for revenge. Third, she gets pregnant and gets an abortion, which by the way, bitch delivery, lady. Fourth, instead of running home to San Fernando Valley and staying with her mother (Bibi Besch), this dumbass continues to prostitute herself for her quest to fame. Lastly, Jerilee has a mental breakdown, which sends her to a mental hospital, but that doesn’t stop her from happily rewriting her screenplay and winning an award for it. Talk about suspension of disbelief, I disbelieved her journey into the entertainment business and howled with laughter at the absurd feminist contrivance and inconsistent character flaws.

(1 Ray Liotta’s Garden Hose out of 5)