Picks and Pans Review: A Little Thing Called Murder

updated 01/30/2006 AT 01:00 AM EST

originally published 01/30/2006 AT 01:00 AM EST

Lifetime (Jan. 23, 9 p.m. ET)

Judy Davis goes deliriously over the top in this movie about scam queen and murderess Sante Kimes, who made headlines a few years ago when her bizarre life of crime—which included enslaving maids and several killings—finally landed her and son Kenny in prison for life. Davis laughs, whoops, screams, sings, sobs and wolfs down the movie in lusty gobbles: It's like watching a prehistoric velociraptor in a petting zoo. Murder is a morality tale, caustic and campy, about how easy it is to con this stupid world—how easy to be awful. At one point a college-age Kenny (Jonathan Jackson) flies home to visit, unaware that his father has been dead for months and that Mom has yet to tell anyone (she's not in the will and deliberating how to fix the glitch). When Sante picks him up at the airport, he asks, “I thought you said Dad was waiting in the car.” “He is,” she says. The urn is in the backseat.

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