Now it's time for another installment of 80s Late Night Cinema Classics. This week we'll be discussing 1984's HARDBODIES. The film, for those who don't know, is about three middle-aged (or thereabouts) men who one summer rent a house on the beach in order to pick up as many women as they can. However, they soon discover that hot young girls aren't particularly fond of old dudes, so they enlist the services of blonde beach bum Scotty to give them lessons on "dialoging" and "BBD" (bigger, better, deal) in order to bed women. Coincidentally, Scotty has just been thrown out of his apartment and needs money and a place to stay, so he agrees to help the men, and of course, hilarity ensues.
On a side note, when I was a kid and would be in a video store, this was one of the movies I would always linger over. The cover is above so you can see why I was so intrigued. But, until recently, I had never actually seen the movie.
Many of the 80s movie archetypes are featured in HARDBODIES. Scotty, the main character, is cool and crafty, he often gets into jams, but just as easily gets out of them. His girlfriend Kristi is hot, a little bit tough, and doesn't take his crap. Scotty's best friend is a red-haired nerd named Rag who of course in the end gets the girl he's been pining over the whole movie. There is also a somewhat sleazy promoter as well as a lecherous toupee-wearing businessman (who naturally gets his comeuppance after falling in a hot tub).
HARDBODIES really has everything you would want in a cheesy 80s film. There are geeks (one of whom was played by Kane Hodder in his pre-Jason days), spazzes, an all girl rock band, multiple montages featuring people trying on new clothes and limo antics, lingo like "spare me" and "for sure," and lots and lots of naked breasts. In fact, with the exception of SHOWGIRLS, I'm not sure I have seen a mainstream movie with as much nudity. Here are just a few of the many nude scenes: Five or six topless girls getting their picture taken on a bed, an aerobics instructor doing nude yoga at the beach, and two girls talking about breasts while looking at each others in a mirror.
Sure, HARDBODIES is no GIMME AN 'F' (but then again, what is, am I right?), but if you're stricken with a case of insomnia one night and find it on cable, it's well worth staying up another 88 minutes.
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