Some folks, notably cash-hungry porn distributors, tend to award authorship of this poor feature to Ray Dennis Steckler, but it has way too much story, plot coherence and let's face it, professionalism, to be his. Rather, the Hal Freeman junker is merely "touched by greatness", with Steckler handling the camera.
It was thrown together to obviously cash in on the huge Dolly Parton/Burt Reynolds production made from the hit play. Both are stinkers, the only interesting aspect being that a new incarnation of once-legendary (40 to 50 years earlier) RKO Studios put its resources into the mainstream film and managed to live on, for a while.
Freeman peppered his production with some big-name talent, but to no avail. Its story of a brothel's problems with the tax man is deadly dull, and the numerous sex scenes likewise.
Gimmick of star Rhonda Jo Petty, in one of her crummiest roles, acting as a sort of host holding a dick in her hand to jerk off to fruition, cannot measure up to the classic uses of this ploy in hit films starring Rene Bond and Little Oral Annie. Steve Savage as the accountant and Jerry Davis as Tex get to hump the assorted beauties, while some dude named "Killer Miller" provides an unfunny running gag of voyeurism.
