This film is completely removed from any sort of reality. It's like watching horny guys be horny for an hour and a half, with or without women to enjoy their company.
Also, the music makes a bad movie worse. It's like playing a game of what song's being ripped off, be it "Let's Get Physical" or "My Sharona".
This movie has lots of nudity, lots of no-name actors (the most notable actors being Kevin McCarthy, who probably at this point is most remembered for his over-the-top role as the station affiliate owner in "UHF" rather than his lead role in "Invasion of the Body Snatchers"; and Crispin Glover, who probably had nightmares about this movie while filming "Willard"), and no redeeming qualities for people other than insomniacs.
This film ages poorly and it's surprising that anyone from the era would actually remember it besides the people who actually worked on the film.
Also, the music makes a bad movie worse. It's like playing a game of what song's being ripped off, be it "Let's Get Physical" or "My Sharona".
This movie has lots of nudity, lots of no-name actors (the most notable actors being Kevin McCarthy, who probably at this point is most remembered for his over-the-top role as the station affiliate owner in "UHF" rather than his lead role in "Invasion of the Body Snatchers"; and Crispin Glover, who probably had nightmares about this movie while filming "Willard"), and no redeeming qualities for people other than insomniacs.
This film ages poorly and it's surprising that anyone from the era would actually remember it besides the people who actually worked on the film.