Released: Mar 01st, 1988
Running Time: 90
Director: Chuck Vincent
Company: Lightning Video
Cast: Jane Hamilton, Deborah Blaisdell, Jim Abele, Louis Bonanno
Critical Rating: Not Yet Rated
Boy, Chuck Vincent knows how to make a movie. Boy, Chuck Vincent really knows how to direct a film. Boy, when I think of Chuck Vincent softcore flicks like R.S.V.P., I have great visions of naked girls running around a glitzy Hollywood mansion.
When I see a film taking place in a college fraternity, boy, I have even greater visions of naked coeds romping around beer parties. Boy, Chucker, what happened? The scripts and films are getting better, but the sex is going the way of the Cosby Show. . . you know what I mean? Are we going artsy fartsy or something?
Vincent mainstay Louie Bonanno, a clean shaven version of Curtis (Burt Viola on TV's "Moonlightin") Armstrong, plays a 33 ½ RPM wimp who's tolerated by his frat brothers simply because his old man is John "Bruiser" Williamson, one time campus folkhero. Once we're set up with that intro, Wimps becomes the standard Animal House foray with a touch of Cyrano De Bergerac thrown in for romantic tension.
Bonanno and his frat brother Charles (JimAbele) both have their eye on Sigma sororityitte, Roxanne (are we clever or what) played by none other than Tracy Adams (Deborah Blaisdell in the credits). Bonanno defers to Abele in this triangle and uses modern technoid devices to help him woo her. Adams is actually very convincing in all this, but Bonanno needs Curtis Armstrong's dirtball charisma to get this show on the road. Another familiar name, Veronica Hart (Jane Hamilton) as a gum snapping, boozy hooker virtually steals the production with the two scenes she's in. Her bimboese in a French restaurant is classic.
Production values, yes, oh, yes. Storyline, e-e-e-h. Sex. . . Chucker, Chucker, where are you?