Beyond all the hype, this self-appointed "classic" merely reflects a downward spiral in filmmaker Brad Armstrong's creativity over the years, now magnified with the release of its 10-years-after sequel (which features the 2008 original on a Bonus Disk).
Quickly collapsing into a string of sex scenes connected by heavy voice-over narration from star Jessica Drake, it's a simple-minded tale of a guardian angel named Angel (Drake) who lazily fails to protect her charge Jenna Haze from dying in an elevator accident after the opening Haze/Brad sex scene. Perhaps Brad watched too many Roma Downey tv episodes, but clearly not enough to fashion an interesting screenplay (no writing credit is displayed on screen for either this or the sequel).
Drake loses her wings but is sort of doomed to stay on Earth, where she whiles away the time by decadence, that translates into sex at night on the town about as interesting as a random kink.com vignette. The XXX scenes are thrown in with little interest generated, mostly as sex filler, as an ego-driven Brad manages to maximize the number of sex scenes in which he participates, portraying an unlikely delivery boy on a bike.
The corniest element of the story is Drake falling in love with Brad, supposedly never aware that he was Jenna's boyfriend on the verge of marrying the young beauty. Show has a contrived happy ending that is thoroughly unconvincing, especially since the issues of life, death and perhaps limbo and purgatory (Hell is never an issue here) are treated in contradictory fashion, presuming that the viewer is totally gullible, the same fault that constricts the sequel.
Wicked and Brad fans will note how the scale and production values of his "spectacular" projects have gradually declined over the years, a chintziness that makes both "Fallen" and the current "Fallen II" look laughably chintzy (crummy sets, lack of action scenes, minimal SPFX, etc.).
