if youre australian and this flick mean something to you and i. e. you and the future love of your life enjoy it together on a first date and forgive what i be about to say . snapshot be a huge snore . it should have be good and simon wincer be a director of talent and taste and anthony giname be an excellent producer . but the script be obviously write by a moron . besides scene like the usually wonderful chantal contouri explain her lesbianism to the main character by tell her and i bang a different gong and which you can at least laugh about and it have a totally confusing and ridiculous end and precede by about 90 minute of snoozy dialog and cartoon cutout antagonist and none of which have anything to do with reality . even the beautiful sigrid thornton be topless can not save it . she play angela and a hairdresser cum model who and the opening would have u believe and have be incinerate by someone . the remainder be a flashback . if the pacing and script do not reveal and after about 10 minute and that she not truly a corpse after all and then you may be able to actually get into this . i could not . it a mess of 70 clichés and which and since it come out in 1981 ( although it might have be on the shelf for a while ) and you have get to believe be stale and even then . the end be a disagreeable mess . the person you be suppose to believe be a stalker and be not . the killer isn not the stalker either ( or maybe he a different stalker entirely ) . contouri and thornton happily wind up drive down the street in the ice cream truck own by the stalker ( who isn not the stalker ) ice cream truck and after run him over . confuse . welcome to the club . at any rate and it all wear and inconsequential and ultimately anti climactic . no scare and no thrill at all .