The film is simply a series of non-sequential, rambling, unconnected stories (and story is too strong a word for the concept). We see a cowboy-style trucker, Kit (Dennis Dugan), who comes in cause he is tripping, starring at his hands (this scene is repeated later, as he enters a lighting fantasy in a truck cab, as he stars at his mirrored hands). Bathrode Benny (Martin Ashe) exposes himself at regular intervals, and the nurses break several doctor/patient restrictions by have relationships with patients (Janis with the tripping trucker, and Sandra with a black revolutionary that wasn't pleasant when they first met).Barbara however, bizarrely gets therapy, but is then forced into psychosis, which manifests itself in a group meeting, where a bunch of cliched hippie-types sitting round a living room, as the male doctor encourages the women in the group to take their clothes off, in a bid to shake off any lack of confidence - it's this side of the sexual revolution that is rarely talked about, the lecherous side of men. There are also a series of car chases, explosions and smuggling out a revolutionary, but it's all just very silly and pointless. Kit does however, have one great (but very silly) piece of dialogue. Being seen out of the hospital by Janis, he reads her name badge: "Janis. Is that your name, or the name of your left titty?" Yeah, it's juvenile, but within the context of this pointless drama, it is a joy amongst the nonsense.
Directed by: Jonathan Kaplan
Starring: Patty Byrne, Alana Stewart, Mittie Lawrence
Country: USA
Rating: *
Marc Ivamy
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