Shauna: Every Man’s Fantasy (Roberta Findlay, 1985)
[note: review originally published 1Dec2008]
The most surprising thing about Shauna: Every Man’s Fantasy—the movie Roberta Findlay created to cash in on the publicity surrounding the suicide of porn star Shauna Grant—is its screenwriting credit. (Who knew porn films had screenwriting?) The script was turned in by one John Fasano, doing his first work in Hollywood. The name might not mean much to you, but Fasano did the one thing everyone in porn wants to do, and so few ever achieve: he went from the adult industry into the mainstream. Three years after this, he directed Black Roses, one of my favorite really, really awful rock and roll horror films of the eighties. Soon after, he would give up directing and go back to writing, but not in the adult industry; Fasano has written the scripts for, among others, Beverly Hills Cop II, Saving Jessica Lynch, and, in the height of irony, Megiddo: The Omega Code 2. From porn to Christian proselytization. Brilliant.
Findlay, never one to shy away from doing what would make her the most money, intercuts archive footage of the late Grant’s films with “investigative journalist” Michelle Maren (who never worked in film again after this despite a promising porn career in the early eighties) asking questions of people in the adult film industry who worked with Grant over the course of her very short career. Most of them center around the question “can porn kill?”, and are answered about as you expect.
Interestingly, however, the fact that there was a screenplay shines through at every opportunity here, as all of the interviewees come off as if they’re reading off teleprompters. (If you ever wondered why so few adult film stars can break into the mainstream business, this is actually a really good overview, given the number of folks interviewed.) And, of course, there are other random sex scenes thrown in for no good reason, as there are in just about every porn flick I’ve ever seen.
In other words, as you could probably surmise by reading between the lines of this review, the actual amount of Shauna Grant you get in this movie is minimal at best. I’ve been listening to twenty years of hype about this since its release, but never got around to seeing it until now, and I’ve gotta tell you, it ain’t worth it. *
The worst thing? A youtube search for “Shauna Every Man’s Fantasy Trailer” comes up with stuff that’s even worse than this. Trust me, you don’t want to go there. Instead, CUTE BABY ANIMALS.