It's astonishing to me that such a promising, highly entertaining show could fail to find an audience. It has everything: crime, drama, comedy and truly mind-boggling stupidity. One wonders whether the producers ran out of money or cases of imbecility. One of the cases,, involving two Texas low-lifes named Clay and Molly Daniels, stands out. They robbed a grave containing a recently deceased 81 yo woman, put the cadaver in Clay's car and burned it with charcoal lighter fluid. (The case was also covered with much less levity in "Forensic Files".) Of course authorities finally figured out that the remains were not just not Clay's but in fact female and geriatric. Molly and Clay met at a Taco Bell where detectives caught them. Clay went by an assumed name but all he did to change his appearance was to dye his hair. As they say, you can't make this stuff up.
Review of I Faked My Own Death
