Fate and nature endowed Betty Gale with the beauty of a Greek goddess, yet her angelic mug concealed a wicked temper. Betty adamantly refused to appear on camera unless the director performed a bloody sacrifice in her honor right on set. Any other invitation she took as a personal insult. Only after basking in the echoing shrieks of a new victim and rapturous gasps of the audience that had the honor of witnessing such a grand ceremonial massacre, she’d crack a radiant smile that personified the era. Yes, people were willing to sacrifice anything just to see her smile. Betty's most die-hard fans would voluntarily lay their lives on the altar, forming small, like-minded cults, eagerly awaiting...