KnotMissPriceless Why so much hype?

Dotbankey A lot of fun.

TaryBiggBall It was OK. I don't see why everyone loves it so much. It wasn't very smart or deep or well-directed.

Cheryl A clunky actioner with a handful of cool moments.

Mark Burden This must be be one of the most wickedly funny films ever made - and I have to hand it to the Yanks because I really don't think any other country could come up with anything more ridiculously sublime - only in the land of the free and the home of the brave could an elderly randy scientist inherit enough cash from a deceased relative to mount his own personal moon landing project - and be accompanied of course by his equally randy but impoverished protégé. What follows is delightfully preposterous yet totally inevitable: a range of fairly well endowed women wearing bikini briefs and nothing else, who, when presented with a chocolate bar eat the wrapper and discard the chocolate. As another commentator has observed (I paraphrase ) if this is pornography it is pornography for all the family - totally inoffensive; and yes, if you are really hard up, possibly a bit of WM if you can cast your mind back to what was available in 1961.

Woodyanders Leave it to the ever-daffy Doris Wishman to concoct one of the single most campy and inane soft-core nudist romps to blithely bounce its way onto celluloid. The ridiculous story alone promises one heck of a gut-busting good bad time: Brilliant scientist Dr. Jeff Huntley (hunky Lester Brown) and his friend Professor Nichols (a lively and engaging performance by William Mayer) go to the moon on a rocket ship they built themselves and discover that it's inhabited by shapely naked telepathic women. While this picture is loaded with wall to wall topless gals (buxom brunette Marietta in particular provides a yummy eyeful as the Moon Queen), said plentiful nudity gets presented in such a pleasant and unabashed way that it somehow comes across as sweet and harmless rather than crude and leering. Moreover, the dubious science (bet you didn't know that the moon has an abundance of verdant green foliage on it!), the laughably chintzy (far from) special effects, the incredibly shoddy bargain basement space suits, and the sheer jaw-dropping absurdity of the plot further enhance this honey's considerable kitschy charm. Raymond Phelan's vibrant color cinematography gives this picture a pleasing lush look. Daniel Hart's peppy jazz score and the groovy lounge theme song both hit the swinging spot. A complete dippy hoot and a half.

tedg A year after Jack Kennedy proposed going to the moon, this little thing appeared, presumably in the few city theaters that skirted pornography laws by showing fake documentaries of nudist camps. Some camps encouraged filming in a combination of exhibitionism, funding of their camp and (for some) promoting the paradigm.Porn crusader Doris Wishman's first films slid into this genre, stretching it by adding a story. The story in this case is in the class of several others that are designed to be acceptably cheesy. In this case, two clearly inept scientists doze off while in their "ship." We see things from the younger scientist's mind, where he imagines just what you'd expect: a destination with simple, lovely topless women.Like "Robot Monster" and a dozen others I've seen this year, most recently "Harriet the Spy" which shares other characteristics with this.The oddest thing is how unattractive (and old) are the women, though the men are thoroughly buff. Ted's Evaluation -- 1 of 3: You can find something better to do with this part of your life.

Infofreak The best thing about 'Nude On The Moon' is the title, which promises kitsch fun that the movie never quite delivers. It's one of those "legendary" cult movies that you only really watch so that when someone at a party asks you if you've seen it you can say "yes, I have". The late Doris Wishman made a few Chesty Morgan pictures and other sexploitation movies that fans of the genre rate highly, but this is from her early, much more innocent nudie period. Watching this movie you must keep in mind that it was a big deal at the time to get to see some breasts in a movie. That's the only reason this film exists! Instead of the usual peek at clean living nudists concept quite common during this period, Wishman uses a sci fi "twist" to basically make yup, you got it, a clean living nudists movie. Only these gals are "Moondolls" and live on (obviously!) the Moon. The movie only goes for 70 minutes but the two knucklehead scientists (Lester Brown, William Mayer) take 20 minutes to get to the freakin' moon, and another five are wasted before we get see any naked women. Well okay, no-one's actually naked, just topless. Most of the Moondolls aren't that fetching, but their queen/goddess (played by Marietta) is actually pretty hot and has a great pair of lungs. The younger and stupider scientist doesn't seem to notice that she looks like his secretary back home, Cathy (played by, yes, Marietta), who of course is secretly in love with him, but I'm sure you can guess how the movie will end waaaaay before he does. I've sometimes heard 'Nude On The Moon' being inexplicably described as "sleazy", it's anything but. Russ Meyer it ain't! The movie is so lightweight and innoffensive nobody but a total prude would even blink at it. Unfortunately this makes it very dull viewing.