Sometimes I think these bad B grade thrillers and horror movies were made as publicity body guards to shield Traci Lords from obsessive fans of her adult career and more commonly, those who wanted to chastise her for lying about her age. Many of these films were classics of the genre. In the late nineties a new image seemed to develop with lightly colored clothes and pale makeup giving her a ghost like appearance in films like this. Jeff Fahey plays a magazine editor in San Francisco with a thick southern accent. In SF, of all places, why does he have that? I liked the first viewing on home video which seemed to emphasize the erotic undertones while the cable version was more into violence, as usual. She meets a strange Asian looking woman on the plane and suddenly they are close friends. Her boyfriend has a sinister motive for bringing them together. Such contrivances elude logic, bodies and evidence are perfectly hidden, and a potentially interesting movie short changes us. Her editor often says, "You can run, but you can't hide" a phrase often used in Traci's book she wrote, This was used in the film, too.
