Lane stops at a second hand store and buys an ugly four foot clown doll. I don’t know why anyone would ever want this thing. It’s not cool. It’s not cute. And it’s not creepy. It inhabits a no mans land where there is no reason anyone would want it.
Lane’s mother gets her a nice, but temporary, apartment as a thank you for being a surrogate for her step brother and his girlfriend. The couple don’t want to know the sex of the baby, but Lane has boundary issues. She gets the gender and wants to tell them. She is also considering keeping the baby. Yikes!
When she gets a phone call that’s a wrong number, unlike a normal person, she gets into a conversation with the guy and finds out his name is Oliver. Oliver keeps calling and Lane keeps talking. Every time the calls occur, the clown in her house starts rocking in the rocking chair. Just like with the clown purchase, I’m not sure why Lane would do this. I’m guessing the guy’s supposed to be charming, but he sounds super creepy. Lanes decision making process is just off.
As people around her start disappearing, the police suspect Lane. Even her step brother thinks she might be on something since she seems kind of crazy. Mom seems to have an issue with decision making also since she gets angry at the police for questioning Lane when she’s pregnant.
This is a fairly tedious slog to get through. Questions abound: why didn’t Mom notice a four foot clown doll in the backseat of her car? Why did she plug a radio in right next to the tub? Why does Lisa not believe someone was on the phone when she heard it ring? Why does Lane think she’s being accused of something when they are asking where her friend is? Is there a reason you can’t cut the clowns head off or rip it’s arms off? Why can’t anyone stop this thing?
Ridiculous dialogue that will totally make the police think you’re guilty of murdering your friend:
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