You know a movie is going to be unusual when it opens with a guy sitting on a stool at a bar with his back to peeing on the floor fully clothed.
The opening looks more like an anti drinking prohibition movie than a drug film. In fact, there's party after party and it just appears that peopel are getting drunk not stoned.
Then, in a secret compartment about the fireplace the dreaded marihuana cigarettes are introduced surreptitiously to the group. The girls had the giggle water, now they get the giggle weed and all hell breaks loose.
Off with the clothes we go. And this is 1936. Shocking to see nudity!
The acting is horrendous, but then I guess finding women to get naked on film back then meant taking what you could get.
The flick is about an hour long and feels like 3 hours. Once you're past the titillating nudity, you might as well shut it off.
The opening looks more like an anti drinking prohibition movie than a drug film. In fact, there's party after party and it just appears that peopel are getting drunk not stoned.
Then, in a secret compartment about the fireplace the dreaded marihuana cigarettes are introduced surreptitiously to the group. The girls had the giggle water, now they get the giggle weed and all hell breaks loose.
Off with the clothes we go. And this is 1936. Shocking to see nudity!
The acting is horrendous, but then I guess finding women to get naked on film back then meant taking what you could get.
The flick is about an hour long and feels like 3 hours. Once you're past the titillating nudity, you might as well shut it off.