Seeds of Yesterday

As with the other movies in this series and the books themselves, the whole thing is a trashy hoot. Incest must be hotter than you'd think, because the minute Chris and Cathy are left alone together, in their son's house, on an exact replica of the swan's bed that symbolized their mother's unfeeling decadence in the first Flowers in the Attic movie, they start groping each other like teenagers. Granted, the film's just giving its audience what it wants; without the creepy-yet-titillating incest angle, Flowers in the Attic would be just another gothic horror novel. The younger, "refill" characters in Seeds are clearly following the family pattern, with Cindy exclaiming. "When did Bart get so effing hot?" the moment she lays eyes on her adopted brother, and he returns the favor by spying on her while she swims in her bikini.

Your enjoyment of this movie will largely depend on how much you like campy drama and the original books. There's no shortage of scenery-chewing in this movie, nor is anything ever telegraphed delicately when it can be revealed in clunky dialogue: "You know I haven't been able to leave this room since the accident!" cries Melodie. "This house has no power over us," says solemn Chris. "We're not mother's Dresden dolls locked up in the attic anymore." "Mother, you wore red. You always knew how to please me," says Bart to Cathy. Pass the popcorn.