Uriah43 With school out for the summer, "Sarah" (Debra Blee) has invited a couple of her college friends by the names of "Ginger" (Val Kline) and "Ducky" (Jeana Tomasino) to spend some time with her at the spacious beach house of her uncle named "Carl Purdue" (Adam Roarke). Although Sarah prefers to spend her time with just Ginger and Ducky, both of her friends have other ideas and soon young men and women from all over appear and the party soon gets out of hand. Along with that a notorious drug runner named "Captain Jack" (Paul Richards) just happens to be operating in the area and this has drawn the attention of the Coast Guard led by the strict officer named "Captain Blye" (Herbie Braha). Now rather than reveal any more of this movie I will just say that it deviated quite sharply from the "beach movies" of the past. Instead of the conventional humor and the innocent, romantic drama between scantily clad men and women on a beach which was so prevalent in the films of the 60's, this particular movie attempts to essentially combine its humor with both nudity and drug use. Strangely enough, it wasn't the nudity which caused this film to suffer as much as it was comedy aspect which tended to fall really flat. Throw in a lot of bad acting on the part of just about everyone concerned and there really isn't much in this film to recommend to anyone. For what it's worth though, of the young ladies present I thought both Val Kline and Tessa Richarde (as "Doreen") were easily the most attractive of the bunch and certainly helped brighten the scenery to some extent. Unfortunately, their presence wasn't enough for me to rate this film any higher than I have. Slightly below average.

BA_Harrison The highest grossing film of 1982 was saccharine-sweet family sci-fi classic E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial, but how many sexy young hotties did it feature? None, that's how many (I'm sorry but Drew Barrymore and Erika Eleniak were far TOO young to count, and Dee Wallace was too old). On the other hand, The Beach Girls is chock full of pert naked and semi-naked cuties making it hands down the superior film in terms of gratuitous T&A. In your face Spielberg!In fact, of all of the teenage sex comedies I've seen from the 80s, The Beach Girls has got to be one of the finest in terms of sheer quantity and quality of breasts, the number of scorching hot chicks willing to whip off their tops easily compensating for the film's dumb plot and desperate humour. The driving force behind this constant tirade of topless totty are best pals Ginger and Ducky (beautiful blonde Val Kline and brunette babe Jeana Keough) who visit their friend Sarah (Debra Blee) at her Uncle Carl's swanky beach property with the aim of partying hard all summer. Before long, there's a couple of hundred kids running around in their underwear, acting like complete animals, although prudish Sarah is reluctant to join in the fun, keeping her plentiful assets under cover much to the frustration of hunky drifter Scott (James Daughton).The wild partying looks set to end earlier than planned when Uncle Carl arrives home unexpectedly after a tip off from nosy neighbour Mrs. Brinker (Mary Jo Catlett); however, Ginger and Ducky aren't about to give in without a fight and convince Carl to see things their way by seducing the lucky bloke. Another party is soon under way, and proves to be an even wilder affair than before thanks to the discovery of several bin liners full of weed washed up on the beach (having been dumped in a hurry by incompetent drug smuggler Captain Jack). Under the relaxing influence of the pot, and with more than a little encouragement from her friends, Sarah eventually sees the error of her ways, realises that life is too short to have inhibitions, and learns to have fun—by popping her top off to reveal her awesome rack and getting it on with a very lucky Scott on the beach. Don't you just love a film that comes with a valuable life lesson?This a lot of mindless fun, but don't make the mistake of thinking that all The Beach Girls has to offer is non-stop childish smut and teenage debauchery, 'cos you would be wrong: in addition to all the nudity and drug-related humour, the film also offers discerning viewers some truly surreal moments (a strangely out-of-place food fight gag and a talking bag of pot being quite bizarre), a silly secondary plot-thread featuring a bumbling coast-guard crew led by a captain who talks like Humphrey Bogart, a bit of frisbee action (admittedly from a woman with big tits), and Carl's Mexican gardener fighting his fiancé's Japanese chauffeur in a mud pit. So much more entertaining than a wrinkly alien and a flying bike, don't cha think?7.5 out of 10, rounded up to 8 for IMDb for the lovely Debra Blee, who reminded me a little bit of Jennifer Love Hewitt.

Woodyanders Extremely hot pleasure-loving good-time gals Ducky (delectable former Playmate and ZZ Top music video muse girl Jeana Tomasina) and Ginger (scrumptious blonde Val Kline) live it up at a posh seaside California condo and try to get their sweet, but bookish and uptight friend Sarah (a wonderfully spunky performance by luscious brunette Debra Blee) to loosen up and get into the swinging spirit of the crazy and uninhibited California beach scene. Director Bud Townsend, working from a cheerfully raucous script by Phil Groves and Patrick Sheane Duncan, delivers a dynamic, unpretentious, and blithely carefree celebration of let it all hang out giddy mindless hedonism complete with oodles of lovely ladies in skimpy clothes (keep your eyes peeled for both Corinne Bohrer and Catherine Mary Stewart in cool bit parts), a kickin' soft-rock soundtrack, a generous sprinkling of delicious bare distaff skin, cheap dope humor, two inevitable wild party set pieces, and an infectiously breezy'n'easy laid-back California vibe. The cast have a ball with the wacky material, with especially commendable turns by 60's AIP biker movie regular Adam Roarke as Sarah's amiable Uncle Carl, James Daughton as likable drifter dude Scott, Herbie Braha as killjoy coast guard Captain Blye, Mary Jo Catlett as shrewish neighbor Mrs. Brinker, Dan Barrows as her blundering middle-aged dork husband, Bert Rosario as a bumbling Mexican gardener, and George Cheung as karate-chopping Japanese chauffeur Wang. Michael D. Muphy's sunny cinematography gives the picture an attractive bright look. Michael Lloyd's groovy score hits the right-on funky spot, too. A real rowdy delight.

Rob Crespino I first saw this movie on late-night Cinemax when I was about fourteen years old. It has become a cult classic in my book. I showed it to all my friends after taping it. It is an absolute hoot! It's so bad that it is absolutely hilarious! The story: Virginial Sarah (Deborah Blee, who went on to the triumphant "Hamburger: The Motion Picture") goes to spend the summer at her Uncle Carl's beach house. Sarah has invited two friends to join her for the summer: Loose hussies Ducky (Jenna Thomasina, a PLAYBOY playmate of the year) and Ginger (bleach-blonde Val Kline, who seems to have vanished.) Much to the disapproval of Sarah, Ginger & Ducky turn Uncle Carl's beach house into a wild, no-holds-barred sex, drugs, and alcohol orgy. When Uncle Carl arrives unexpectedly, he demands that the party stop, but topless Ginger and Ducky ply him with booze and marijuana, and soon Uncle Carl joins in the party. Meanwhile, drug smugglers being chased by the Coast Guard dump dozens of garbage bags filled with pot into the ocean, and the bags float up in front of Uncle Carl's. What follows is a wild pot party, with the Coast Guard raiding Uncle Carl's and building a bonfire with all of the confiscated weed. Everybody gets deleriously high. That's the movie! I could list some truly classic lines but there's not enough space. Trust me...this is funny, funny, funny...in a good/bad sort of way. Get your hands on it if you can! Great party flick!