Two private investigators (Dany Gehshan and Vanessa Broze) are hired to look into the disappearance of a young woman. There search leads them to the small town of Kennyville. They have barely arrived before Gehshan is beaten bloody and Broze is kidnapped. Gehshan’s only ally in his search is a local (Michael Scratch) who wants nothing more to do with the town-wide conspiracy of silence. It seems Kennyville is home to a brainwashing outfit that transforms attractive young women into lethal, programmed assassins, and that is exactly the process that Broze is undergoing.
This is an odd little piece. It takes plot elements from The Manchurian Candidate and (especially) On Her Majesty’s Secret Service and marries them to a rustic, grimy aesthetic that owes more to recent torture porn efforts. (Why are the evil experiments conducted in squalid farm buildings? Because it’s creepier that way.) In this manner, Kennyville does its best to make a virtue out of its budgetary necessities. Though it deserves props for trying something different, it remains a prisoner of its tiny budget. Gehshan and Broze are too young to be convincing as experienced PIs, and villain Doran Damon Okkema is too familiar a suave Dr. Evil type (complete with pronounced eye tick). The rural setting, too, just doesn’t work for this kind of a conspiracy tale. Furthermore, it appears, from press material, that the film is actually a metaphor about bi-polar disorder, but this is an idea that doesn’t come across in the execution. Ambitious, then, but its reach exceeds its grasp.
