A disjointed narrative opens with sculptor Emile Duvre (Robert Parsons) bringing his young bride Lilli (Abbey Heller) to his home, one that she quickly discovers is ever open to any of his friends for whichever purposes meet their fancies of the moment. In addition, Emile's uniquely garbed and turbaned manservant, Hajmir, seems to conduct himself in a baleful manner, to the mind of a bewildered Lilli. It also appears that there are attempts being made upon the latter's life, although these incidents, as with all else in this farrago, are not made convincing to a viewer. There is essentially no rational design to the film, with seemingly significant characters disappearing early on, and any sense of artistry that may have been intended by cast or crew members is not in evidence. The storyline is haphazard, the camera-work is erratic, with quaintly dreadful lighting, and the acting is substandard, often inadvertently comedic. by rsoonsa
The marriage of Rifftrax and this movie should prove to be a successful relationship, to have and to riff, in sickness and in riff, till riff do you part. You may now riff the bride.