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SKINOPSIS

Before this movie, we were pretty indifferent as far as our opinion of Eric Shaeffer. In all actuality we really had no knowledge of his existence and that probably would have continued until we watched this jerk-ass parade around in his birthday suit like it was something someone wanted to see. Well, here's a memo for you Shaeffer, you lousy frickin' nudist: No one - and we mean no one - wants to see your goofy man-ass let alone your fucking penis!

In fact, if we ever see you obscuring in anyway a fine bare babe like Amanda De Cadenet ever again - birthday suit or no - then we will find you and we will make you pay. You hear us, Shaeffer? You're the one that's going to Fall! You're going to Fall and then - if you're lucky - you're going to get up some twenty minutes later with the tracks of our boots imprinted on your ugly man-ass.

When it comes time to release the Director's Cut DVD, we strongly suggest you leave yourself on the cutting room floor and edit in more Amanda or you may never be able to sit in a chair the same way again... especially a director's chair.

And Amanda baby, we thoroughly enjoyed that brief bit of left tit, despite that disgusting fuck draping himself all over you thus making it impossible for us to see anything more and sentencing his man-ass to an old fashioned mud-stomping. Keep it up though, we do so hope to see more...

-- Paul James

REVIEW
It is perhaps damning with faint praise to say that Schaeffer's vanity production Fall, which he wrote, produced, directed and stars in, is better than his last film, If Lucy Fell. As Michael Shiver, a cab driver who begins a heated affair with married supermodel Sarah Easton (De Cadenet), Schaeffer will either charm or annoy viewers with his cutesy-poo petulance. Chronicling this unlikely relationship, Schaeffer seems to be bringing his sexual fantasies to the screen, allowing Michael to sex-talk Sarah to orgasm in one scene followed by Sarah tying up and screwing Michael in another. Surprisingly, the sexy De Cadenet keeps her clothes on mostly, while Schaeffer spends an inordinate amount of screen time parading around in the nude. At least this boy-meets-supermodel romance has a terrific soundtrack to keep it moving, since there is too much dialogue and too little plot.