First things first: this movie has perhaps the most misleading/bizarre video packaging ever. The tagline is "There's no escaping... The Party," making it out to be some sort of slasher thriller thing, which it is most certainly is not. And the back cover is even stranger, showing a number of photo stills from the movie which have absolutely nothing to do with the story, and are accompanied by strange, nonsensical blurbs. So when I saw this tape on sale for a buck, sheer curiosity led me to pick it up. What a mistake.
Here's the "story," although I use that term very lightly: Richard Wells (Mark Derwin) billionaire captain of industry and Texan, has finally selected a wife, after years of running around with princesses and movie stars. The woman he picked? Cathy Loring (Kati Chesney, in her only role,) a commoner whose only bond with Richard is her shared Texas roots. In celebration of their impending nuptials, Richard calls up a party-throwing company to organize a bachelorette party for the bride to be. That's the setup.
We now cut to Valerie Rosenberg (Pamela Forrest,) a reporter for an Inside Edition-style TV gossip show, arriving at the house of the bride to be with her camerawoman, hoping to get a scoop on the woman who finally bagged Richard Wells. After talking her way in to the party, that's when the male strippers show up for some banana hammock hijinks. After these men do some of the least erotic male stripping I've ever witnessed, all the gals get into a HUGE limo and drive away. Let me just say that all of the male dancers looked like they were extras from the coked-out part of "Boogie Nights," silly mustaches and all. Long story short, the limo gets pulled over by a motorcycle cop who turns out to be the groom, and everyone lives happily ever after.
This dreck is about as close to unwatchable as they come, and is justifiably very obscure as a result. If you get a chance to check this out, don't.
