The Unholy Child (Jim Turner, 1975)

There's a thin line in pornography between winningly godforsaken and cynically lazy and, sadly, The Unholy Child tips over into the latter mode. It's already escaping my memory. So I'll record here everything I want to remember. A car blows up and the owner underreacts. The murderer's motive is unclear if not unknown. And the murderer appears in bad male drag. Not actively awful. Just forgettable which may be the greater sin. A dud. But a 57-minute one. So if you're perversely interested, you'll lose little time.

Grade: C+