Describing this movie is like describing the care for of a child or incense smoke rising, but I will do my best. The Tubby Discover is a memoir as outmoded as time itself, the ongoing search for the Fountain of Youth. Only this time our heroes sight that the Fountain is not actually a fountain of water, but two gloomy twin roses growing from the same stem.
Well I’m distinct everyone buys or sees this movie for one reason, Jayne Mansfield, so let’s talk about her. I’ve never seen her as heavy as she did in this movie. Granted she is composed graceful and magnificent, but the hourglass figure is gone as she is a bit thick in the middle. By current spaghetti-thin model standards, she could even be described as chunky, but to me who can relish a beautiful woman, she looked immense. One scene has her wrapped in only what can be described as the happiest towel in Hollywood. You regain some large cleavage and chest shots as she dries herself. She also sings a number to her care for interest `Irving’. Unfortunately, this film will not cement Jayne’s acting abilities for immortality. Let’s face it, she was what she was. A expansive body and a rival (ha ha) to Marilyn Monroe. Jayne seems to go out of her blueprint to act impartial like her with the dreamy, whispery exclaim and boring blonde routine that Marilyn found inescapable as her career went on. In one scene where Jayne is tied to an AC unit she screams for befriend. She suddenly pauses and turns to the camera and pathetically starts doing the Marilyn pout and blowing kisses.
This film which was probably filmed on a budget that couldn’t drive a car across the country was shot on a lake which was supposed to be a beach. This film is actually a musical and any excuse possible is mature to throw in poor singing and worse dancing. Bewitch for instance the song sang before the opening credits even commence. “When people got money, they certain act comic”. One scene has the teenage group on the beach deciding they need to go to Cape Coral after `discovering’ a heed posted by a Florida Tourist attraction. All the girls swim out to the boat to originate it up, while the guys all develop their design to the dock, where quite handily, drums and guitars are found. They explain a number while waiting for the girls to pull up with the boat. Another song is sung by Phyllis Diller. She mostly talks words to music rather than singing, so there is some mercy here. However the plunge on the floor and laugh until you bellow scene is the `Everybody do the Turtle’ song. The song is so unpleasant, it will linger in your head for days.
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There are some loose ends that don’t quite tie up as the movie ends. One kid goes fishing in a rubber raft (he sings a song while fishing of course), and catches a mermaid. Well after going benefit to shore he decides he loves her and wants to go gather her. He starts moping around and the last mention of him is his clothes are found on the shore. Reckon he swam out naked to salvage his treasure.
The film quality is awful, even on DVD. The record is grainy and the sound is inappropriate. At times you can’t hear the lines because the surf is too loud. Then there are the cartoon balloons that try to recede the movie along and attempt to wait on the viewer in the progress of the film. Unprejudiced before the ending credits there were promises of upcoming movies: The Return of Burly Look, Bride of Corpulent Peep, and Son of Paunchy Gaze. I’m mild looking, but haven’t found them yet.
All in all this movie rules. My wife’s quote “Oh you owe me vast for making me sit through this.”
It’s laughable that American-International is commonly concept of as the low-budget, bottom of the barrel studio of the ’60s, when watching something like “The Elephantine Inspect” immediately proves that A.I.P.’s movies were the archetype or model for any number of obscure regional productions like this one. The thing is - the Texas or Florida knockoffs have an entirely different and distinguished better feel to them.
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“The Pudgy Scrutinize” takes the “Beach Party” model of healthy, squeaky-clean All-American teens and populates its landscape with raggedy, locally-recruited Florida kids. Hardly “Annette” caliber, they sport excessive tattoos, withering bouffants, dribbling cat-eye makeup and all seem to smoke incessantly. Instead of frolicking on the blue Pacific beaches, they gently tread on the seaweedy, brown water shores of Cape Coral, Florida, which is actually on the Caloosahatchee RIVER. Why they didn’t honest drive another 30 miles to Ft. Myers or Sanibel Island is beyond me. It’s fun for people familiar with this site to sight it before it devolved into another strip-mall wasteland.
The place is totally incomprehensible. I’ve watched it three times and have no view what is happening. The songs are earache-inducingly dreadful. But it is incredibly hypnotic, with the aforementioned oddball locations and a cast (Mansfield, Diller) who are already a bit surreal-looking to inaugurate with. Points especially to Jayne who ticked off “beach party” in her expanding list of exploitation genres during this period, including countryploitation (Las Vegas Hillbillies), sword-and-sandal (The Loves of Hercules), mondo movies (Old Adore), and finally her post-mortem JAYNEploitation (Wild Wild World of Jayne Mansfield) . Too awful she never did a straight-up awe movie.
As for the DVD - tremendous points off for the cruddy packaging, featuring misspelled names of both Diller and Jack Leonard on the screen (!) and an unrelated photo of Jayne which was easily taken ten years before this movie was made. No extras and a sub-par full-frame mastering with lots of artifacting, although it is easily better than VHS copies. At least it is bargain-priced.
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