I saw this movie before reading any reviews, and I thought it was very funny. I was very surprised to see the overwhelmingly negative reviews this film received from critics.

One of the most extraordinary films you will see this year. Take that as you want.

It is a whirlwind of delight --- attractive actors, stunning couture, spectacular sets and outrageous parties.

This is a small, humorous movie in some ways, but it has a huge heart. What a nice experience.

This is a tax scam.It's the only logical explanation for how bad this film is. No one could be so talent-less unintentionally. This is a film that needed to lose an investor's money.Highlights include a dumpy, dolled up, potato talking about how she was too hot for playboy so they settled for Holly Madison, but in the end she knew through her 'business degree' to ask to speak to the manager, and basically harassed her way into the back realms of the online only version by claiming they were discriminating against her for not having enough Jewish girls in porn. (This isn't in the script, this person is real, and did this).No, you're right, that has f**k all to do with the title. But neither does anything else in this film - except the 'character' (?) who keeps asking people if they've heard of nudist camps like he's asking them for crack, and when one says they have he reacts like they shouldn't have, like the resorts* are an Illuminati level secret.* He objects to 'colony' and berates one his female hostages for using the term. Only lepers and ants have colonies. Not nudists, they're people. Unlike lepers.

I watched this. That's about the most positive thing I can say about this. I want the last two hours of my life back. And no, it's not two hours, but I think it owes me extra time for putting me through this horrendous excuse for a film. I barely have the words to describe this fustercluck, the screenplay is bad, the acting is worse, *spoiler* you can quite clearly see him clapping his hands when he slaps that woman in the face and the timing is terrible when he's getting repeatedly slapped alternatively on both sides of his face. The cutting is terrible and moves from one thing to the next with no sense of continuity at all. Perhaps this is trying to document his decent into madness as suggested by another reviewer, but it is terribly done, watch Black swan, Birdman or Franklyn for suggestions of how to show someone slowly going crazy.This is one of the worst movies I've ever seen. 0/10.

When I first watched this movie I was a bit confused about the plot but then when I re watched it I realized that the main character Taylor (T. L. Young) is slowly loosing his mind which is shown by his alter egos,by him fending off flying DVD cases, as well as other interesting odd things. An actress/model named Jennifer shows up for one of his casting calls for his movie and becomes interested in him and his movie. At certain points in this movie there are naked people being interviewed by other naked people which is interesting.There are also a lot of pretty girls some of whom are naked in it which kept my interest for sure.There were 2 scenes I found to be funny. One was when the main character Taylor jumps into a pool fully clothed and then the 2nd one was when he starts doing a funny dance.My favorite character was Jennifer (Magda Marcella). She is very pretty. I loved the scene where she gets naked by a pool while a guy watched but you do not get to see anything.

worse than the Quintinshill rail disaster of 1915 wherein a train crashed into the wreckage of 2 other trains that had just collided, thereby starting a fire which set a 4th and 5th train ablaze.Tony Young may as well have thrown his career into the lava pools of Mordor. his inability to produce or direct is surpassed only by his laughably inept and ineffectual attempts at acting. if not for the name of the film, only his close friends would have seen it, just like the rest of his calamities.an insult to naturist communities everywhere.hard-earned dishwashing money during the week wasted in an utterly dismal attempt at film making on the weekends.the only bright spot is, ironically, a short, dark segment with Wendy McColm. sadly, even she could not hope to bloom in the wake of this travesty.