Parents' Guide to The Murder of Nicole Brown Simpson

If it weren't so flat-out cruel to the real-life people involved in its tragic story, this true-crime "thriller" might have entertained cult audiences willing to laugh at its jaw-dropping awfulness. After the great documentary O.J.: Made in America effectively placed this tabloid story into a broader historical perspective -- arguing that race and celebrity are at the center of just about everything -- trashy exploitation like The Murder of Nicole Brown Simpson seems even more thoughtless. It essentially wants to argue that a serial killer ("The Casanova Killer") committed the murders that O.J. was charged with. But to do this, it cruelly asks us to watch and identify with Nicole in the months leading up to her inevitable death.

Then there's the matter of the incredibly poor filmmaking and awkward, overwritten dialogue that seems intent on explaining things more than once (or, more likely, killing time and stretching this non-story out to 85 minutes). Wobbly camerawork, lame attempts at suspense -- shadows darting past the frame, the killer magically appearing and disappearing -- and a truly bizarre nightmare sequence are interspersed with dramatic moments in which Nicole hangs out with Kris Kardashian (Agnes Bruckner) and predicts her own death. At least Taryn Manning provides a campy, unhinged performance as interior designer Faye Resnick. But otherwise, The Murder of Nicole Brown Simpson is no fun.