Febre de Verão

Parts of it were filmed in Ft. Lauderdale. In the beginning of the film is a conga line scene on the beach composed of extras who were local to the area. My wife lived there when she was 18 (10 years before I met her) and she is in this scene -- she is the last one they show and the only one who defied the instructions about not looking into the camera. So, here it is, YEARS later and she mentions to me that she MIGHT have been in a movie called Spring Break 2 -- long story short, I track the movie down under its new title and there she is. Totally uncredited and in the shot for about 1/3 of a second. So, the best part about this film is that I get to tell people that my wife made a movie with Ron Jeremy when she was a teenager. The fact that she did not even know that he is in the movie doesn't matter. The look on her face is priceless.

This is the worst movie I ever saw. Not kidding. When we first rented it, people either left the building, fell asleep or started fighting within 15 minutes. We stopped the movie, but a few days later we rented it again - maybe this was really the worst movie ever! And it was! Some movies are so bad, they are fun to watch, but this one is a struggle! It has no plot at all, to guys go to Ft. Lauderdale to party and that's it. When there's only 10 minutes left, they finally realize that the movie is about to end and they have no ending because there is no story. So they have to come up with a conflict in a hurry and solve it just as quickly, which is actually quite funny.... but you have to stay awake through what seems to be an eternity of complete, extreme, horrible boredom before.

If you're watching a movie called Spring Break USA, you're not expecting high art, but this is bad even by crappy sex comedy standards. Sure you get some required nudity, but the comedy is beyond bad and the story is full of holes. The music mix is off so you can barely hear the dialogue. It starts off bad and never manages to rise above mediocre. This ain't Porky's, Screwballs, or even Hardbodies.

There ought to be a MST3K-type show that shows these cheap, racy, knock-off spring-break movies. This particular show is one of my favorites because I was going to Nova University in Ft. Lauderdale when this movie was filmed. City Limits is an actual club, and the actual house band appeared in the movie. The best scene is the shot of "star" Janine Lindemulder (she appeared in Penthouse and now does porn) jamming with Frank Vocale and the band (nice hair, Frank!). They then cut to the next scene of a bar in the club, the music still playing in the background . . . and the band members are sitting at the bar having a drink!!

This totally mindless film is a combination of a road movie, sex comedy, beach movie and crime comedy but despite all that it is generic lowest common denominator entertainment all the way. Despite the title, the action only gets to the beach resort Lauderdale - which is like an American version of Ayia Napa - for the last half hour of the runtime. The rest involves a missing girl, deeply moronic criminals and a road trip cross country. There is lots of dumb humour, beach babes and upbeat music from the never-popular Rebel Pebbles (a poor man's Go-Go's). The protagonists are full-on stereotypes - the nerdy guy, his clinically obese and out of control party animal best friend, the dream girl and the down-to-earth girl who our nerd ultimately realises he is actually in love with. Its barely got a functioning script and is generally quite intelligence-free, yet it is so relentlessly generic and commercial in its outlook that I did find it - relatively - entertaining.