Film opens with a Miss World Beauty Pageant. Its a UK film so of course, Miss England Wins. Somehow, all of the losing contestants stay with the winner and join a nudist camp in the middle of a conservative rural town, a small encampment with all of the regular offerings, leased out by Lord Greystone, an older gentleman who merely wishes to support the cause. So seemingly we are off to a good start despite those painstakingly-slow 30 minutes of the film it took to get down to it, a bevy of pageant winners from their respective countries gathered together for one swingin' nude-fest. Or would it be? ( the ominous bass notes play dom-dom- dom.....) It all seemed pretty harmless enough. You know, all women representing the nations of the world in 1962 wanted to be nudists and were too happy to join Miss World UK on her endeavors. Of course, this is 1962, at least in the USA you could not show full frontal until 1969 on major releases, perhaps it was the same there, yet bared bottoms were taboo as well. That's right, its a topless movie. I was not aware the thong bikini bottom existed in 1962, I was wrong, and everyone sports one: the women, the men, the kids. They must have had some mandated age limit on nudity in film, if you were under 10 ( Im guessing) then you could be permanently chronicled and ensconced in celluloid embarrassment for all to see till the end of time as your prepubescent weenies jiggled. So the family that is nude together does everything together ( except "that") and eventually they need supplies. So off goes Miss World and pal to town to fetch supplies from the only town store owned by a really uptight God-fearing woman who lets here feelings of disgust be known to our innocent protagonists. This woman has a daughter who has a serious illness which apparently only can be cured in the USA. ( wow! How did England let that get written in?, so much for a socialized medicine) Even though this store owner is seen as a pain-in-the-bum to the rest of the town-folks, they rally behind her cause and stage a protest ( ala torch wielding folks in Frankenstein) against the private nudists camp ( not knowing, of course, its only bare boobies in there) So Lord Greystone advises the campers he should be the one to thwart off the uptight villagers which he does by playing the cliché' card " the nudists all got together and collected enough money for you to fly your sick daughter to the USA for her treatment". Well, this shut up our villagers and their quaker-ish' leader lickety-split. All were happy in their butt floss. The end. I'd give it more stars, but this isn't a nudie' at all, and the quality of the film is a bit saturated. But still worth a looksy'.
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