Audrey is troubled. Everything should be great - she and Henry love each other, they live in a nice house, they're a happy young couple...except now she can hardly stand the sight of him let alone allow him to touch her. What went wrong? It wasn't meant to be like this. Audrey knows she's changed. Deep inside she knows she should make a clean break but that would mean turning her life upside down - being alone. So she carries on as ever hoping her feelings will change. Her mind is plagued by dark dreams - weird sex with her best friend's new boyfriend, taunted by a lunatic farmhand called Crevice. As Audrey struggles to keep her nighttime horrors at bay they start to creep into her reality and invade her waking hours. She develops a hideous mutation of the belly button; a small, orange, plastic ring grows at her navel, attached to a piece of string which disappears into her stomach. What involuntary words will she utter when the cord is pulled? Will her own body betray her? Audrey must take control of her life before she is consumed by the dark world that runs parallel to her reality and she is forced to do something unspeakable. Or maybe she's just having a breakdown. It's a story for anyone who has ever ended a relationship or gone a little crazy. And you wont have seen one quite like this before.
Rachael Walton, Ashley Barnes, Stuart Laing, Litza Bixler, John Clayton, Andy Eccleston
Too pretentious. Too arty. Too boring.
- Jelly Dolly review by RW
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The only thing that intrigued me about this film was the title, so I had to get it - and, write the first review.
I'm not going to give a synopsis of the film, it's not worth the effort but yes, she does have a mutated belly button, with a cord hanging from it, that speaks (once) when pulled. It also changes into something else near the end of the film.
I'm sorry if this offends anyone, there is no intention here, but having watched the film through, I really did want to turn it off, and watching the credit list, I can only assume that the writer/director is is one of those pretentious feminists that had a point to make, but even she doesn't really know how to express it, so she makes Jelly Dolly.
Weighing everything up and coming up with our own conclusion, we think it's all about the lady and her garden.