A "nurse," who dresses up as a nurse, goes to her job at a hospital, and... gives water to lab rats(?), is a nudist, and tries to coax her model roommate (who's a chain smoker, which is real appealing) into the nudist lifestyle. After a bout with bad vibes, a broken mirror, and rats being gently tossed in her direction after they're exposed to some toxic chemical, they both head out to "Camp Sunshine," a nudist retreat.
Oh boy. I did learn one thing from this movie. Nudists are really boring, and when they TALK about the lifestyle, it makes you want to pull your hair out. So, there's plenty of T&A to be found here (along with a bunch of convenient obstructions when it comes to privates), but man oh man, it is done purely in the name of leisure.
Yeah, what is done of the malicious chemical? A really dumb doctor crosses about 8 lanes of NYC traffic, and hurls the jar into the Hudson. Then a really dumb fisherman who fishes for trash, collects it, puts it in a bucket, and teeters it on his open tailgate throughout the countryside. As if that wasn't enough, he goes fishing again, teeters the jar on the edge of a bridge, and, well, you get it. So the owner of Camp Sunshine's really dumb brother (actually, he's "slow") who gardens there, drinks the dirty stream water. And there you have the titular (and nearly harmless, though he carries an axe) "Monster."
The model agrees to "loosen up" and go topless, and once her sleazy cameraman learns she and her roommate are nudists, immediately leeches onto them. Only they drive out to Camp Sunshine to find it deserted, but that doesn't stop anyone from stripping (and breaking out an autoharp). They unknowingly let the gardner loose, and he wanders around, steps in a bear trap.
The owner shows up, explains what happened, and discovers an open door. Do they leave? No, they have a topless birthday party. So the monster grazes one of the girls with his axe, the doctor back home parachutes in with the antidote, an assortment of war movie public domain footage, all filmed at night, appears, and the photographer breaks out a whole arsenal of weapons he had on hand! All the while, the ladies run around aimlessly, topless, urging the cavalry and civil war reenactors to stop shooting! Was this supposed to be a comedy? I have to assume the entire final act was a joke, it is so far OTT. What does everyone do after they discover the hapless monster was blown to bits? I'll let you guess.
I knew I was in trouble during the opening credits, where it's made abundantly clear, no one wants their name associated with this turkey. Even the guy who did titles had a pseudonym!
It's noted at the bottom of this page that the people behind this movie did it as a lark. That would explain the goofiness, but it's no excuse for bad moviemaking.
Oh boy. I did learn one thing from this movie. Nudists are really boring, and when they TALK about the lifestyle, it makes you want to pull your hair out. So, there's plenty of T&A to be found here (along with a bunch of convenient obstructions when it comes to privates), but man oh man, it is done purely in the name of leisure.
Yeah, what is done of the malicious chemical? A really dumb doctor crosses about 8 lanes of NYC traffic, and hurls the jar into the Hudson. Then a really dumb fisherman who fishes for trash, collects it, puts it in a bucket, and teeters it on his open tailgate throughout the countryside. As if that wasn't enough, he goes fishing again, teeters the jar on the edge of a bridge, and, well, you get it. So the owner of Camp Sunshine's really dumb brother (actually, he's "slow") who gardens there, drinks the dirty stream water. And there you have the titular (and nearly harmless, though he carries an axe) "Monster."
The model agrees to "loosen up" and go topless, and once her sleazy cameraman learns she and her roommate are nudists, immediately leeches onto them. Only they drive out to Camp Sunshine to find it deserted, but that doesn't stop anyone from stripping (and breaking out an autoharp). They unknowingly let the gardner loose, and he wanders around, steps in a bear trap.
The owner shows up, explains what happened, and discovers an open door. Do they leave? No, they have a topless birthday party. So the monster grazes one of the girls with his axe, the doctor back home parachutes in with the antidote, an assortment of war movie public domain footage, all filmed at night, appears, and the photographer breaks out a whole arsenal of weapons he had on hand! All the while, the ladies run around aimlessly, topless, urging the cavalry and civil war reenactors to stop shooting! Was this supposed to be a comedy? I have to assume the entire final act was a joke, it is so far OTT. What does everyone do after they discover the hapless monster was blown to bits? I'll let you guess.
I knew I was in trouble during the opening credits, where it's made abundantly clear, no one wants their name associated with this turkey. Even the guy who did titles had a pseudonym!
It's noted at the bottom of this page that the people behind this movie did it as a lark. That would explain the goofiness, but it's no excuse for bad moviemaking.