Thanks for the memories!

Better Late Then Never

I didn’t really have many expectations going into the movie (good or bad), but I actually really enjoyed it. I really liked the characters and the banter between them.

This is one of the best movies I’ve seen in a very long time. You have to go and see this on the big screen.

The Seduction showcases everything the early 1980's was in a 90 minute time capsule. The newest remastered DVD release presents the film in its original widescreen format and the picture and sound restoration rates an A plus. Pro: Morgan Fairchild is her bitchy best in every scene in the movie and she is in 99% of the film. When she's not there is when the film seems not so shiny, but not to worry, those scenes only last a few seconds and poof back to more Morgan looking amazing. Pro: Excellent photography, lighting and sound. They put some money into this movie to make it look as good as possible and they succeeded.Pro: Andrew Stevens OMG he was so hotCon: Michael Sarrazan, the worst actor ever in this film, totally miscast.Con: Not enough Colleen Camp, the best performance in the film, sorry Morgan. So I say if you want to see a campy 1980's movie see the Seduction, it really is not that bad.

There's no doubt about Morgan Fairchild's (neé Patsy McClenny) porcelain beauty, especially when she's all glamorized up, as she is here. That lustrous blond hair with nary a strand out of place, That surgically perfect nose, those over-sized blue doll's eyes with those alluring black lashes. (She wears them even while swimming otherwise nude.) Her acting is adequate for a community playhouse, but her voice is that of a high school girl -- and not even a senior, but a freshman.She's one of those TV news babes and a real dish, with the figure to go with her features. It's no wonder that her neighbor, Andrew Stevens, takes photos of her naked with his telephoto lens or falls in love with her from afar before he begins to make a real nuisance of himself. Having a fan who is obsessed with you is a real problem. I know, because beautiful women throw themselves at my feet all the time, begging me to mistreat them.As is usual in these stalker movies, the cops are of no help at all, the stalker is clever and murderous, the boy friend is either away at the wrong time or disabled somehow. Occasionally, as here, he is stabbed to death just about the time he reaches ejaculatory inevitability.Then the movie falls completely apart. With her boy friend's bloody body pulled from the jacuzzi and buried by the maniac, Fairchild calls the murderer instead of the homicide squad and tells him, "It's just you and me now." It's a horn of plenty of clichés, with hands reaching from out of the frame to grab the heroine by the shoulder, accompanied by a loud sting on the sound track.There's no need to go on about the film but it does have a few good points. It opens with Morgan Fairchild swimming naked in her pool, while we listen to a romantic ballad under the credits ("Love's Hiding Place"). Another scene, rather artistic I thought, has her undress and slide into a bath tub full of lather, while Stevens gawks at her from a closet. The linkage between the murderer in the closet and the theme, "Love's Hiding Place", is so subtle that the insensitive among us are liable to miss it. There must be other virtues. I'll think of them sooner or later.

This movie cracks me up! I saw it way back when it came out in the early eighties. This is a very cheezy movie that had it's creepy moments, to be sure but ultimately became just another stalker movie. The psychological depth needed to sustain a movie like this was missing and substituted were numerous shots of Morgan Fairchild looking sexy. This really wasn't a psychological thriller as much as a "thriller" that looked like it was made for the sole purpose of making fans of Morgan Fairchild drool. While Morgan Fairchild was and is, a very pretty woman, I tuned in to see a good suspense flick-this just got to bizarre in places-plenty of creepy music, flattering camera angles of Morgan and that's about it. All style, no substance. I had actually forgot about this movie until recently but just had to comment on it. It was also quite deceptive, when it was advertised, they actually made it look like it had a plot. I'm not saying it didn't(the whole stalker thing) but this was definetly more creepy and bizarre then deep and interesting-plus the movie really should have had as it's tag line: "Morgan Fairchild is hot" since that seemed like 90 percent of the movie's focus. I'd rate it a 3 out of 10.

After an erotic, sinuous credits-sequence with a shadowy woman gliding through the waters of a swimming pool, we get mired in straight-faced, B-movie hell. Morgan Fairchild, looking unsure and as stiff as her hairdo, plays a TV news anchorwoman who attracts a stalker. Truly mines the depths of drive-in cliches--and dispatches with one character in such a ridiculous fashion it may have invented a new cliche--"The Seduction" is just half-undressed tripe. Too bad, it had the possibilities of being a juicy, nasty little thriller with soft-core edges. There's nothing edgy about Fairchild's presence: she's as slick as lip gloss and about as permanent. * from ****