Synopsis
Young bodies on the prowl... they pay by the mile!
A couple of dudes pack a van full of beer and go on a road trip in search of sexual adventures. They get that and more.
1973 Directed by Chuck Vincent
A couple of dudes pack a van full of beer and go on a road trip in search of sexual adventures. They get that and more.
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Apparently in the 1970s, chicks would have sex with you before they robbed you. What has happened to us as a society? Thanks Obama.
Leave it to Chuck Vincent to make a boob comedy that feels more like one of Sarno's moody Upstate soft-x melodramas than it does something by Lloyd Kaufman -- and then load it up with buried homoeroticism and no fewer than two of the three leads of the following year's A Very Natural Thing. I got a little too excited when Chris Jordan showed up.
Trash Dire of 2023/2024 6/89
6. 12/26/23 Watch a movie with the word "blue" in the title
Typical 70s drive in movie about 2 guys and their road trip of getting laid. A lot of nude hippie girls and soft core sex. Mostly boobie grabbing. The 2 guys have adventure la that lead to sex and getting in trouble. To 70’s for me to really like it.
A softcore porn movie, which I only watched because it's kinda sorta vansploitation.* The V.I.Q. (van in question) is a Dodge A100 or A108 with no sweet custom features such as shag carpeting or an airbrushed wizard.** However, there are some homemade modifications, including a pointless loudspeaker mounted to the roof, some butterfly and flower decals (actually poster paper stuck on with tape), and some adhesive lettering that spells out "THE MEAT WAGON". There also are no van-related gatherings in the film, so clearly the commitment to the 1970s van lifestyle is halfhearted at best. I might even go so far as to say that this film is detrimental to the image of American van life; previously I had imagined…
Blue Summer was less sleazy, but more charming than I expected. the two horny youths on their final summer road trip before college have such naive, enthusiastic attitudes that i couldn't help being amused by their adventure.
In fact, Blue Summer's primary achievement is making things like picking up hitchhikers, fucking nearly every random stranger you meet, drinking warm beer, and being stalked by a creepy biker seem like 'FUN' as opposed to 'ways to get STDs and/or serial murdered' it's just not that kind of movie, so everyone pretty much gets to have fun no matter what they're doing!
Blue Summer also stands out for featuring some of the most inexplicable sex scene music choices, there's a lot of flute involved. A fun movie for a boring summer day.
Bouncing back to some Chuck Vincent - from '73... this is more like it. A buddy road movie where not a lot happens except sexxx, like often. Kind of amusing in parts.. and all they drink is Black Label beer! Ah, the 70's. Sexploitation at its sleeziest and finest!
Stakes-free Chuck Vincent tongue bath with two guys and their van trying to fuck as many American highyway women as they can while trying not to get ripped off before they start college. Anybody think to tell these guys what to expect once college begins?
Feels like this was a few frames away from a hardcore edit, but Vincent has a good understanding of how to (and how not to) depict recreational sex, and though there’s a lack of genitals or penetration he stays on these scenes for a really long time, and they’re quite energetic.
Beat up copies hiding in cable on-demand menus are a treat sometimes. Endless wah and flute jams from Sleepy Hollow (whose record I just pulled out for reference), everybody looked OK, kind of a quasi comedown.
A movie trapped in time where hitchhikers, sex vans, mystics, bikers, Eric Edwards (from Debbie Does Dallas), and Daisy Dukes are all part of a scuffed, light-exposed pink world. This movie has a melancholic tone to it, despite the free wheeling, cross country storyline. Two buddies encroaching on adulthood take off in a hippie van in search of adventure but by the end it's clear that the fun's all over.
In Blue Summer Gene and Tracy are college-bound dudes who decide to enjoy their last week of summer by turning their Dodge van into a shaggin' wagon and taking a trip to the lake, slurping beer and grooving to funky music all the way. As they travel, they encounter foxy hitchhikers, hippie chicks, a town prostitute, a bored housewife and other women. They ball them all.
Blue Summer is just OK. The two leads are not particularly charismatic. There are many sex scenes but they feel lackluster and uninspired. The best one was with two hippie chicks in a field of grass while their guru-dude with star stickers on his face serenaded them with a flute. One of the hippie…
Multiple times during the interminable sex scenes I combed the internet to see if this was originally a hardcore that’d been recut. I don’t think it was, or at least I couldn’t find anything. It sure seemed like it. The sex is so raw and unflattering in that 70s porno way.
In between the uncomfortable sex scenes, it’s a fun road movie about two horny 18 year olds sowing their oats before college. And it’s the carefree 70s so pretty much anything goes. I’m not sure what’s lazier, the soundtrack of wannabe Beatles songs or cardboard flowers the boys tape to their van (which is called the “Meat Wagon”), but I found both things cute and likable.
It’s a healthy mix of sweet, innocent, dumb and gross, just like I remember being when I was 18.
A Summer of Road Trip Movies; #8
Some context: it's 11 at night and my infant daughter refuses to sleep. I decide to crack open a can of iced coffee and dig through Amazon Prime to find some obscure Road Trip movie. I see Blue Summer. The description reads only "two friends embark on a sex filled road trip the week before they head off to college. In HD" sounds like a run of the mill sex comedy and it's under 80 minutes. "Perfect" I think to myself. The movie gets going and it's it's interesting. The setup is simple and the movie appears to be more of a journey with no destination in mind. Then at the 20 minute…
"Because Blue Summer is a porn first and foremost, it spends most of its runtime showing people rolling around and utterly failing at making out. This stuff is easy to fastforward through, unless you want to hear some purebred '70s guitar indulgence, including the occasional not-Beatles. The musical interludes are on par with An American Hippie in Israel for sheer ridiculousness. They highlight the fact that everything about this movie is pure '70s...it's just conspicuously free of drugs, even in the presence of hippies. I think I appreciated it initially by merit of its being a time-capsule film. It is a living memory of something that is, like the road trips of our youth, forever inaccessible. Hell, most of the…