The late 1960's had a lot of really bad movies, and some of them aren't worth a discussion past one viewing, but this one is delightfully funny even if it is one of the silliest movies I've ever seen. It could be worse. It could be as bad as the 1954 Sonny Tufts movie "Serpent Island", just plain stupid and without redemption. But for star Gardner McKay address cast of half-a-dozen lovely ladies, an innocent little voyage and there's almost nothing dirty going on.
The only name people in this film are Diane McBain as a lady of mystery. Pat Buttram as a squeaky-voiced fellow racer and character actor Fred Clark, cackling like a loon as he imagines in the contest to get to Tahiti first being as easy as pie with his male crew. His misogynistic comments are delightfully funny in their wackiness because for every chauvinistic remark he ssys, he falls on his rear end twice or becomes the subject of a delightful takedown.
Underage stowaway Mary O'Brien would go onto daytime immortality briefly as Heather Webber, the wife of Richard Dean Anderson on "General Hospital" who tried to destroy a rival with heroin laced iced tea and drank it herself. She's delightfully impish here and determined to fit in. Edy Williams is the only other member of the crew I recognized, mainly for her outrageous Academy Award appearances. She's very sultry and Ginger Grant like, and you can certainly see why she thought she had what it would take to be a movie star.
The blue screen is obvious for the sailing sequences, but the locations they use certainly are stunning. This is a great deal of fun for just silly entertainment, and you can't expect much great acting out of it. But it is a throwback in many ways to older movies, and even if it has a title which suggests a lot more, anybody expecting something a little risque will be sadly disappointed. For a movie said to be one of the worst films of the sixties, I never had so much fun laughing along with it in addition to at it.
The only name people in this film are Diane McBain as a lady of mystery. Pat Buttram as a squeaky-voiced fellow racer and character actor Fred Clark, cackling like a loon as he imagines in the contest to get to Tahiti first being as easy as pie with his male crew. His misogynistic comments are delightfully funny in their wackiness because for every chauvinistic remark he ssys, he falls on his rear end twice or becomes the subject of a delightful takedown.
Underage stowaway Mary O'Brien would go onto daytime immortality briefly as Heather Webber, the wife of Richard Dean Anderson on "General Hospital" who tried to destroy a rival with heroin laced iced tea and drank it herself. She's delightfully impish here and determined to fit in. Edy Williams is the only other member of the crew I recognized, mainly for her outrageous Academy Award appearances. She's very sultry and Ginger Grant like, and you can certainly see why she thought she had what it would take to be a movie star.
The blue screen is obvious for the sailing sequences, but the locations they use certainly are stunning. This is a great deal of fun for just silly entertainment, and you can't expect much great acting out of it. But it is a throwback in many ways to older movies, and even if it has a title which suggests a lot more, anybody expecting something a little risque will be sadly disappointed. For a movie said to be one of the worst films of the sixties, I never had so much fun laughing along with it in addition to at it.