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The simplest pie "6 glasses" with any frozen berries

One of the easiest pie recipes to make. Many people know it and often use it when they want something quick but fluffy. An airy and flavorful treat for any occasion and without.

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Deadly Isolation and Bridgeview 2009 Blue Moon Riesling

Deadly Isolation: beware the murderous houseguest who will kind of fall in love with you and still kill your closest friends.  P.S. He is also a jewel thief.

Give me the keys.  Give me the keys.  Give me the keys.  Give me the keys.

Sherilyn Fenn wants the keys.  And just as we've seen in her previous role as Audrey Horne, what Sherilyn wants, Sherilyn gets.  No, she never actually retrieves the keys from her lunatic jewel-thief houseguest and one-time lover, yet the swarm of events ends with her shooting the near defenseless Patrick.  Or John.  Or Jeff.  I don’t recall his name but lesson learned: give Sherilyn the goddamn keys.

This movie’s title is rather misleading.  Sherilyn is hardly isolated, and if her lifestyle can be labeled as such, it is not entirely deadly.  The story starts with a diamond thief turning to his partners-in-crime for their misplaced loot, and we quickly learn that Sherilyn’s dead husband, a former professor and artist, had been partners with these scoundrels.  The handsome scoundrel with piercing blue eyes and swimming skills to boot (and I must ask, did he throw her dog Nelson into the sea?) seeks the poor widow out, befriends and seduces her, and then of course, attempts to kill her once she catches on.  Meanwhile, throughout the film, Sherilyn avoids the overprotective nature of town sheriff Kirby who is suspicious of her new friend.

Spoiler alert: Poor Kirby dies.  I was saddened to learn that my prediction of Kirby admitting his adoration for the film’s protagonist proved false.  I may not like Sherilyn’s character, but poor Kirby deserves happiness.  

All in all, Ms. Fenn acting skills are rather lost and underutilized.  This film is comprised of awkward silences, subpar acting, and a colorless storyline.  And if I recall correctly, the antagonist's fatal flaw is his hatred of jelly beans.  I miss the spark of Audrey Horne.  Where’s the sexy off-the-shoulder sweater, the librarian glasses resting at the tip of her nose, and the cigarette held loosely between two fingers?  Lifetime should play less of the women as victim game – less of this would definitely offer potential for Sherilyn to shine.  And instead of hearing her cry for the keys, I’d like to see her slyly snatch them out of the antagonist's hands while tying a cherry stem with her tongue. 

Wine recommendation: Bridgeview 2009 Blue Moon Riesling, because Sherilyn wears too much red.  Pair with Licorice Jelly Bellies.

  Guilty pleasure rating: Six glasses to enjoy.  Come on, Sheri.  You can do better than this.  And you can’t bluff us: you most certainly know how to play poker and are probably an excellent swimmer. 

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SMT