This is the latest comedy offering from National Lampoon. In
this sequel, some of the cast returns, but the film moves from a dorm to a
college cruise. The entire film was shot about the Queen Mary in Long Beach.
The plot features two competing drama departments. Each is to put on a
play, and the panel of experts will pick a winner. These are supposedly the
two finalists, but they are rehearsing constantly because they don't know their
lines. Makes one wonder how they won the semis.
If I explain the nudity, it will go a long ways towards explaining the
film. One of the two teams consists of Lola Davidson, Suzy McCoppin and
Heather Storm. Their entire "post modern" play consists of baring their
breasts, then bouncing up and down. Oh, that's how they won the semis. Vida Guerra eventually shows cleavage and
buns, but spends much of the film promoting her "abstinence is awesome" cause.
Julia Beatty is first seen as a pole dancer in some exotic port, and later
anchors a shower scene. One of the characters tries to get a girl drunk,
someone throws the glass in his face. Eyes burning, he runs to take a shower,
but ends up in the girls. They attack him with rolled up towels. We see plenty
of boobs as well as some buns. Jasmin St. Claire, a former porn actress who
specialized in gangbangs, assays the challenging role of a former porn actress who specialized in
gangbangs. Now the captain's wife, she entertains an endless stream of young
men in their cabin. One of our young thespians is masturbating to one of her
films, and recognizes her. He threatens to expose her past to the captain
unless she comes across.
The play is centered around the theft of a large diamond, and a murder
mystery. Coincidentally, a real diamond has been stolen. That is where the
monkey comes in. "What monkey?" you rightly ask. Well, the one they buy for
$100 with the promise that they can grind his bones and get high. The
monkey was trained as a thief, and adds to the mayhem when they can't bring
themselves to kill him.
In the included commentary, the director indicated that the film was intended for
a young audience. It is possible that is why I was less than impressed. The BPM, or boobs per minute, count was great, but the plot was silly and much of
the humor slapstick.
This is a C as a titty-fest. It would be sub-C as a comedy.
