This ridiculously bad corn-pone musical features a shell of a silly plot surrounding country specialties, mainly by Roy Acuff and his orchestra, those moments as enjoyable as a dive bar soundie machine. The plot surrounds playboy Stanley Brown discuising himself as a college professor, first for the simple pleasures of ogling the female students, then turning his attentions to student Ruth Terry, niece of college founder Virginia Brissac.
Terry first encounters Brown when he pretends that his car is stalled so he can thumb a ride with her and her bevy of beauties, ending up with him tied to a post in a bull pasture. Sounds funny, but it is really like watching the paint on a World War II battleship dry. This flows poorly as if it was a homemade movie with little regard to pacing or style. I usually find something in these cheap B musicals to recommend, but in this case outside of Acuff, I came up empty-handed.
Terry first encounters Brown when he pretends that his car is stalled so he can thumb a ride with her and her bevy of beauties, ending up with him tied to a post in a bull pasture. Sounds funny, but it is really like watching the paint on a World War II battleship dry. This flows poorly as if it was a homemade movie with little regard to pacing or style. I usually find something in these cheap B musicals to recommend, but in this case outside of Acuff, I came up empty-handed.
