It's really too bad this flick couldn't have been a bit more coherent in its near pyschotronic ambience since many of the necessary sleazy cinematic components for a cult flick are intact. Slightly dulled but once vivid early 60's style color images, mediocre overacting, a southern locale and a story line that holds promise but can't quite bring the entire production into a focused and entertainingly low budget fun fest. The elements are there but the firm hand of the true 60's schlockmeister crew is noticeably absent, unfortunately. The movie starts off with turgid deliberation then seems to pick up some speed as it develops into a more compelling tale, but the barely sketched out multiple peripheral characters along with a convoluted plot line weigh down most of the scenario. I thought I might have discovered a neglected slice of trashy filmic flair that had been overlooked, but no such luck. I liked the story line involving a hedonistic, swinging artists collective that, while being a cool concept, never gets fully and properly exploited. At any rate, if you're into the 60's - 70's low budget genre, you'll likely wind up watching this by yourself because only a true aficionado will have the steely willpower of endurance required for full viewing.
