Maslin Beach

Rating:
Summary: Gratuitous
Review: A film that attempts to make an interesting story of 'a day in the life' of a nudist beach in South Australia. It comes off like a half-hearted soap opera and the actors would best have left their swimming suits on for as much titillation as there is! There are many better examples of good Australian drama films from recent years, suggest 'Lantana'.

Rating:
Summary: Not worthy of the AFI
Review: The premise of the film spells out the only reason why this film may have had any popularity whatsoever: "A day in the life of a nudist beach". GO FIGURE!
There is no plot to be found whatsoever, the actors cannot act and are not even much to look at with their clothes off! In fact twenty minutes into the film you'll wish they'd cover up with at least a pair of speedos.
Set on the real-life Adelaide nudist beach of Maslin Beach in South Australia, you'll find yourself wondering if all the producers did was take a hidden camera down there for the day and video the dreary lot who frequent said beach.
PLEASE save your money and don't be tempted by the tittilation you will NOT find on this DVD!

Rating:
Summary: Tawdry and Disturbing
Review: This appears to be little more than a student film or low budget indie film by some well meaning nudist, but there is little to be gained other than the gratuitous use of nudity. Several disparate stories are linked loosely by the location-the boring guy who gets dumped by his girlfriend for a wordless magician whoproceeds to pull a rabbit out of a hat(literally!). The guy on a dating service fix-up(on a nude beach-yeah!) who gets fixes up with his current girlfriend that he has been having problems with. The fat chick who has break-up sex with her boyfried only to discover he's superglued them together(really!) and have to be carted off to hospital to be separated. But the most disturbing vignette, is the ignored wife who is conducting illicit affairs with not one but two men, both at the beach vying for her. She then meets her therapist and he informs her in his best Ludwig von Drake accent that she should come behind the "wocks" for some" "wevolutionawy serapy" After which she meets her father who tells her that no love is greater than that between a father and daughter and that they should explore that-and off she goes again!

Combined with the flatulent ice-cream vendor who hurtles up and down the beach in his van seemingly oblivious to any body and almost running bathers over, the naked opera singer on the cliff top, and the pubic grooming, this film is to be avoided by serious nudists and titillation seekers alike. Zero stars