We at Defamer will not rest until Victoria Redstall, the charmingly kooky, if incredibly naive, serial killer groupie/struggling actress who's befriended an imprisoned psychopath, gets an acting gig that will give her something better to do with her time than wait around for her new BFF to turn her glowing skin into a fetching kimono. So, compassionate producers and casting directors of Hollywood, we beseech you to watch some of the finest work from Redstall's reel, in which the actress ably submerges her British accent and delivers each line with the sensual nuance of a housewife who's about to be bent over the couch by her shirtless "cleaning hunk"—a performance made all the more impressive when you consider that Redstall curbed her desire to ad-lib some dialogue asking the pine-scented furniture-polisher if he has any products strong enough to dissolve dismembered limbs in a bathtub. Surely one of you can find a use for a talent like this and rescue her before it's too late.