Pure, good, and frumpy Christian gal Sylvia (broadly overplayed by voluptuous honey Joanna Bell) suffers from schizophrenia: She changes from being an uptight puritan to a predatory carnal tigress on a dime. Sylvia's concerned, but prudish cousin Toby (the fetching and appealing Pamela Serpe) enlist the assistance of top psychiatrist Dr. Balaban (an earnest portrayal by writer/director Peter Savage) to help Sylvia out.
Savage keeps the entertaining story moving along at a steady pace, maintains an engaging tongue-in-cheek tone throughout, and astutely pegs the free'n'easy 70's mindset complete with pot smoking, pop psychology, and happy wanton swinging. Moreover, Savage wrings plenty of uproarious comic mileage out of the multiple personality premise, with the character of butch lesbian Toni in particular rating as an absolute hoot and a real gut-busting doozy of a surprise ending. Helen Devine really chews up the scenery and spits it out all over the place as Sylvia's unhinged and abusive mother, foxy Helen Madigan scorches the screen as the uninhibited Sheila, Marc Stevens has a funny bit as a door-to-door vacuum cleaner salesman, Bobby Astyr has a ball as a smarmy orgy host, and future 80's action movie staple Sonny Landham even pops up as a sweaty junkie who desperately needs some stuff. Michael Negrin's sunny cinematography provides an attractive bright look and boasts a few deliciously cheesy stylistic flourishes. Horace Diaz's funky-throbbing score and the groovy theme song both hit the right-on harmonic spot. Recommended viewing for aficionados of Golden Age smut.
Savage keeps the entertaining story moving along at a steady pace, maintains an engaging tongue-in-cheek tone throughout, and astutely pegs the free'n'easy 70's mindset complete with pot smoking, pop psychology, and happy wanton swinging. Moreover, Savage wrings plenty of uproarious comic mileage out of the multiple personality premise, with the character of butch lesbian Toni in particular rating as an absolute hoot and a real gut-busting doozy of a surprise ending. Helen Devine really chews up the scenery and spits it out all over the place as Sylvia's unhinged and abusive mother, foxy Helen Madigan scorches the screen as the uninhibited Sheila, Marc Stevens has a funny bit as a door-to-door vacuum cleaner salesman, Bobby Astyr has a ball as a smarmy orgy host, and future 80's action movie staple Sonny Landham even pops up as a sweaty junkie who desperately needs some stuff. Michael Negrin's sunny cinematography provides an attractive bright look and boasts a few deliciously cheesy stylistic flourishes. Horace Diaz's funky-throbbing score and the groovy theme song both hit the right-on harmonic spot. Recommended viewing for aficionados of Golden Age smut.