Recently stumbled across an old copy of this film at my local video store. The quality of the video was appalling, which was quite appropriate, given how bad the rest of the film is. The acting's atrocious, the humour weak and obvious, and the plot threadbare. I was also dismayed by the over- emphasis on Nai Bonet's naked body. Not that I mind nudity, but there was very little to distinguish parts of this film from excerpts taken from traditional, sexist, male-directed porn.
The only redeeming feature of this film is the wonderfully kitsch performances by the disco group, and the kitsch- dreamy nature of some scenes. Was also good to see John Carradine, a brilliant actor whose strained facial expressions seem to suggest he knew the limited quality of the material he was working with.
