Move over Orson. Here comes Tori Welles! She may not be big and fat and have a beard and do wine commercials and die, but this Welles is turning filmdom upside down in Miss Directed. She seizes control of the action and the results are scorching, on both sides of the camera.
Vacations. Stepfathers. Daughters. Friends. Long Nights. Hot Days. And Everyone in between.
The history of a beautiful looking singer, a song, and a man's hopeless obsession with each, as they become tangled in a web of intrigue that spins as sure as a disco on a turntable. And as hot as the tip of a flame. A flame named Heather. In a story called Torch.