Show of Hands is what could come the closest to cinematic torture.
It's weak, the music is either childish or stereotypically classical (i'm amazed they didn't use the Winter part of the Four "national Bank" seasons).
Sometimes it looks like it's been shot on mini dv - and i'm not talking about the bits that pretend to be shot on mini dv.
The story is boring, the characters are stereotypes after stereotypes: the fat polynesian, the old and wise dude (well, actually not that wise or he would not have stopped taking his pills for the contest, but finally we can cry), the young arrogant, the New Plymouth blonde tart, etc etc.
This is probably the worst kiwi movie i've ever seen.
It looks like a tv film. The scene flow is clumsy.