In the early '80s I got my first car and being that the VCR was not around to slake my drive to see bad movies right away, I saw a lot of them in the local multiplex west of Pittsburgh. "Endless Love", "The Legend of the Lone Ranger", "Maria's Lovers", "Up in Smoke". This may be the only one of the bunch I don't regret plunking down my $2.50 to see.
Why? Not just because of the nudity; although the fact one gets to look at much better than Brooke Shield's body double or the highly overrated Bo Derek helps considerably.
Perhaps because it promises a great guy fantasy, and it delivers in spades. Sun, sand, cheap lodgings, drink, rock, and lots of bare bodies. True, nowadays the script would have ah, congress between Hannah and Quennessen. Still, not bad at all for the Reagan era. You'd have to be soul-dead not to want to book a trip to a Greek island after watching this one.
Why? Not just because of the nudity; although the fact one gets to look at much better than Brooke Shield's body double or the highly overrated Bo Derek helps considerably.
Perhaps because it promises a great guy fantasy, and it delivers in spades. Sun, sand, cheap lodgings, drink, rock, and lots of bare bodies. True, nowadays the script would have ah, congress between Hannah and Quennessen. Still, not bad at all for the Reagan era. You'd have to be soul-dead not to want to book a trip to a Greek island after watching this one.