After a long career that started off as background fluff in early 1980s boob-tube filler, slight, lithe brunette Jill Schoelen is poised for skinmortality. Despite a face that is as cute as a young Beaver Cleaver, only without the homoerotic overtones and grafted onto the body of a state cheerleading champion, much of Jill's film work has been largely ignored. Some interest was stirred by the starlet's stirring soul baring in Thunder Alley (1985), a story of sex and drugs on the highway to hell. That interest dropped its jaw and became a mouth-breathing devotee during viewing of The Stepfather (1987), one of the great shower epics of all time. There is absolutely nothing gratuitous about the fully nude rear views of Schoelen's tight, shapely ass, a butt that will live in perpetuity, right alongside her lovingly soaped natural chest nibs. Watch and wash.