WasAnnon Slow pace in the most part of the movie.

ChicRawIdol A brilliant film that helped define a genre

ChanFamous I wanted to like it more than I actually did... But much of the humor totally escaped me and I walked out only mildly impressed.

Brendon Jones It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.

Uriah43 "Jamie Douglas" (Morgan Fairchild) is a beautiful television newscaster working in Los Angeles and has two men in her life. The first is her boyfriend named "Brandon" (Michael Sarrazin) and the other is a voyeur named "Derek" (Andrew Stevens). As it turns out, Derek is a stalker of the worst possible kind and because of his obsession he begins to make Jamie's life a living hell. At any rate, rather than detailing the entire plot I will just say that there is some suspense here and there. Both Michael Sarrazin and Andrew Stevens manage to turn in mediocre performances but what keeps this film going is the presence of Morgan Fairchild who is quite provocative. Otherwise this movie would have been a complete bust. On that note, there are some weak moments as well with the meltdown scene at the studio possibly being the worst. That said, I rate this film as average. Not great. But not too bad either.

perpwalk Some people may snicker at this film, but back in the heady days of 1982 we just weren't as sophisticated about the celebrity stalker phenomenon as we are today. We didn't have to be, it was a more gracious and civilized time to live and, I might add, a golden era for television.But dark days were just around the corner and those of us in the public eye owe the lovely Ms. Fairchild quite a debt for her eye-opening work on this film. I myself found it particularly enlightening when she demonstrated the dangers of being stalked while showering, swimming nude or taking a bubble bath while stroking one's silky thighs.I'd also like to say that though some philistines may have nominated Colleen Camp for a Golden Raspberry award, I thought she was fantastic in her role, though we could have seen more of her.

triple8 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.

heckles ...being that I've seen it in whole or in parts about ten times. Dating from the early eighties (which seemed to be a particularly fertile time for real stinkers, see my comments on "Legend of the Lone Ranger" and "The Lonely Lady") the film is watchable for two outstanding qualities: First, the impossible physical beauty of Morgan Fairchild; and second, the impossible stupidity of the character she plays, along with that of her lug of a boyfriend (Michael Sarrazin). His death scene, by the way, is one of the more warped bits of unintentional comedy I've seen.I write this as TBS ran this movie recently, and of course the network excised any scenes of serious skin that Ms. Fairchild displayed. It's too bad they could not instead have put their effort into cutting out every scene featuring the drooling creep who stalks her (Andrew Stevens) - who is able, by the way, to get into her house easier than I can get into my own apartment. The resultant movie would be about twenty minutes long, however, and suppose TBS would need more to hang their prodigious commercial breaks on.