"Acid Eaters" is trully a 'b-movie' classic. Does it get any better than this?
The plot is the same old story. 4 guys, 4 girls, motorbikes and matching shirts. The gang is out for a fine day of frivolity, foolishness, fondling, and underwater f***ing. They arrive at the secluded beach hang-out and commence to the debauchery.
One must thoroughly appreciate Artie's jump (he's the short, hairy, long-armed, fruity-beast, who reminds you of a stout young Mel Brooks) from atop the floating party barge and into the water during the gang's initial freak-out. A cinematic highlight to be sure.
Later, after a promiscuous display of lust, one big-titted b*t*h seemingly slays another. (The victim disappears beneath quicksand, leaving to a heroic, one-fingered salute. Then, later, re-incarnates as the pettin' pal for the buffoon, Artie.)
Soon the gang finds their way to the "White Pyramids". (Or at least one of them.) Here, they frolic brazenly within the inner stairways and balconies. At this point, Artie mysteriously transposes into the devil, hands out giant slabs of LSD, and starts granting the gang their individual fantasies.
One such fantasy sequence features an extended focus on Ms. Barrington Biggums' character as "Chicky", during her writhe towards ecstasy. This undoubtedly is thrown in for the young, the virile, and the vivrant to enable them a few frenzied pulls on thee ol' cock. Regrettably too short to allow the viewer sufficient time to "rub one out", (unless you are an unschooled, premature ejaculatin' youth) be sure to have your rewind button handy, if you went into this planning on gettin' the one-eyed snake ta spit :)
Next, we are treated to a group acid orgy, which has got to be the most brutal fun imaginable.
As "Acid Eaters" shudders to a halt, we see in the end that these wild buxom hussies are actually mild-mannered secretaries during their day jobs. Brilliant.
I found the brief "cut-in" scenes and comical usage of mood music to be both visionary and hillarious. This is a journey into the provacative and bizarre. I see direct influence in this movie for cult favorites like "My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult, esp. their "Hit 'n' Run Holiday" LP.
I will go out on a limb and vouch that nobody got an Oscar here, but taken in whole, with the right viewing company, this is horribly good fun.
The documentary "Weed" gives the viewer an insightful look into the state of things concerning Mother Nature's Miracle Herb during the Vietnam era, both stateside and abroad.
Much of the info contained herein has since been ingrained into our culture concerning the dangers and menaces which afront the users of this beautiful, medicinal herb. Still, "Weed" is, none the less, an important historical piece, abtly dealing with the legality issue.
As nothing has changed since that time, except for the worse, I must again ask, "How long must these tyrants prevail against personal freedom?"