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From: [email protected] (Frans Postma)
Date: 19 Oct 95 17:30:55
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Subject: review: Facesitter
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Hello !
This review will not be as detailed as I used to do, simply 'cos I
don't have my notes at hand. But since everybody requests reviews and
I ought to protect people from renting bad movies...
Anyway, I rented _Facesitter #1_ last night and was severly
dissappointed. I mean, the premise is excellent: woman who love
sitting on a face (getting eaten that way) join some therapy group to
talk about their experiences.
Too bad, Jonathan Morgan is also in the group though. He thinks he's
funny way to much..(which annoyed me)
I noticed this movie is quiete old since it has Lacey pre-boobjob.
Won't here me complaining about that though...I'm not entirely sure
about Allysa Jarrau so corrections on that part are welcome. (there
were two girls in this vid I don't know that well, I remember seeing
Allysa though)
First scene is a g/g with Kelly O'Dell and Allysa Jerrau(sp?) . As
with nearly all the other scenes this scene is ruined by the
editing/camera technique. What they do is they give you a nice
close-up of the crotch and then switch to the face of either the
actress or actor...
They SWITCH, they never PAN. Result being that we seldom get a
fullbody shot. I mean, Kelly sitting on Allysa having lotsa fun
(judging from the face-shots) must be worth some full body shots...
Main problem of the movie is the fact that scene could have been LOTS
better had they paid a little more attention to editing or shooting
the scenes . This makes it frustrating to watch this movie in
the first place.
The g/g is average, lack of body-shots doesn't make it any better.
Waste of resources.
In another scene we have TT Boy and Lacy Rose. This scene is actually
quite nice which is suprising after the not-so-good intro. We also get
a very few body-shots of Lacy. Lacy's off course her usuall loud self
and shows lots of enthiousiasm (either faked or real I dunno).
The other scene are pretty standard b/g scenes so I'll jump straight
to the final scene. It's a sort of orgy with 3 girls (Kelly, Lacy,
Allysa) and two man(Marc Wallice and Jonathan Morgan).
Girls are nice looking but again with don't get to see enough of them.
Always close-up gets boring eventually. Besides I'm not used to this
>from Jim Enright. (doesn't mean he always makes perfect movies, just
that he usually doesn't edit this horrible)
I won't rate this, but I can't recommend it for rental. AFW recommends
renting _Facesitter #2_ but I doubt it will be much better...any
opinions on that one are welcome.
This movie is frustrating to watch if you imagine what could have
been. (sounds like Private95-virus, no?) Avoid.
Have a nice day....
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