Freefall

Watching this movie I had to wonder if the writer of the screenplay had anything to do with the filming. A wildlife photographer is sent to Africa on assignment by her fiancée, a nature magazine publisher,to get pics of some rare (ficticious) falcon in its natural habitat.

Only problem is, she ends up at Angel Falls, in Venezuela, where she happens to bump into Eric Roberts, engaged in his favorite sport, free fall skydiving, off the Angel Falls Tepui, no less! So instead of Africa, we find ourselves at the most recognizable landmark in South America! It's like sending her to Paris, and have the Statue of Liberty in the background! They COULD have said South America. It's like they were going to film in Africa, but changed their minds, without changing the script! Then when she realizes someone is jumping, she stops clicking away on her Nikon, proving she's really a bad actress, rather than a good photographer. She meets this guy later that day at what is apparently the only hotel in Venezuela, and, of course, they have sex. She later bemoans the idea of spilling the beans to the fiancée. Hey, I got some great shots of the bird, and no, I didn't miss you, I had plenty of entertainment...

At this point, you can stop watching the movie. Save the rest for another day, because they truly each stand alone, one having very little to do with the other. Like, who's the strange "blond Doctor" who keeps appearing but has no impact on the plot, or speaking part, for that matter.

For some added enjoyment, watch the movie, and THEN read the preamble on the DVD box, and you'll discover that even whoever wrote THAT didn't bother to see the movie!! So other than the bad acting, bad writing, bad continuity, and thin but convoluted plot, we have about 10 minutes of nice scenery, and Eric's muscles for the girls. '5' for escapism if there's nothing on PBS.