The basic premise has the audience follow a woman slowly going insane with guilt. We see her traipsing through dark alleys and being annoyed by a boozehound in the shadows. Later, she is picked up by a pimp who sells her to a large wealthy businessman of sorts (and during the limousine ride, oddly enough, she has flashbacks to her childhood where she notes her parents' disgruntled relationship, and how she killed her father). In a hotel room, the two have a scuffle and the large man falls off the balcony to his death. She runs from the police and hides out in a nightclub where she ends up singing for a crowd; the police find her, and she ends up getting pointed at by everyone in the club. Finally, she wakes up, realizing it was all a dream... or WAS IT?!?! Hopefully it was. This film is basically a look inside the mind of a woman with dementia; unfortunately, I had trouble staying awake long enough to figure her out. The major gripe I have with this movie is its basic cinematic style. I can't say I'm a big fan of film noir; the movie feels more like an experimental project than something watchable by the mainstream populace. Another interesting aspect is that the original movie "Dementia" started out as having no dialogue whatsoever. However, it was later retooled as "Daughter of Horror" featuring the occasional narration of Ed McMahon, who would later become Johnny Carson's sidekick on "The Tonight Show". McMahon comes on and delivers a script of drivel that removes from the serious tone of the film. "Guilty! Guilty! Guilty!" he says, describing the main character. The only person guilty is you, Ed McMahon, for making me listen to such folly.