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SWING and a miss...
Davian_X28 May 2020
I thought I had a bona fide grindhouse masterpiece on my hands for the first 20 minutes of this, which set up a simple but effective conflict, with a young blonde co-ed proclaiming to her friend that she's heading up north to hit the slopes with a handsome employee at the college ski shop (Rick Cassidy). Turns out her friend Libby is already acquainted, and she and Rick ride up together, stopping off to make love along the way. I thought the film was going to center around Rick two-timing his blonde paramour behind her back, but instead it just introduces a myriad of subplots and throws up its hands.

At the ski resort, there's a gross bearded guy who rents out the shower behind his bar (huh?) for 25 cents a shower (50 for a "Deluxe" - whatever that is). Of course, there's a hole for peeping, and he and his new barback take turns scoping out the female skiers, then pulling a trick where they cut the hot water and join them once they've gone in to "repair" it. There are a bunch of other couples that we also witness in flagrante, and finally Rick and the blonde head out in a snowmobile, which runs out of gas. Did someone siphon their gas??? I guess we'll never know, since they settle for pitching a tent, making love, and the next scene appear back at the lodge as though nothing ever happened. Climax moments later is one of the other girls showing everyone how to pick up a dollar bill with her labia. Finis.

Like a lot of the lowest-tier '70s sexploitation, this isn't so much a narrative as a collection of scenes that happen for 80-odd minutes until the movie ends. I don't know whether the team initially had a more ambitious script and ran out of time or what. This film is an odd animal, as, like its companion, SWINGING SORORITY (with which it shares the majority of its cast and crew), it's borderline hardcore, with visible erections in several scenes and even several instances of clear penetration that are merely obscured by the blocking. I'm not entirely sure who this was made for - maybe drive-ins that didn't quite have the balls to go "all the way" - but it makes for a unique hybrid. Rick Cassidy is luminous, radiating a genuine warmth and affability that's wasted in so much bargain-basement dreck. It's a shame he never went on to bigger and better things - though we still have him here, a bright spot in an otherwise cloudy fog.
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