To begin with, I understand that I am not sitting down to watch great cinema, such as ‘Citizen Kane’. On the other hand, I am quite struck by the silliness of all of the beach movies, and you can throw this into the mix, along with all of those incredibly inane Elvis movies.

On the plus side, you have the hopelessly cute Deborah Walley, the very hot Yvonne ‘Batgirl’ Craig. Also an asset is seeing Lesley Gore and the Godfather of Soul, James Brown. Although, I must confess, it’s a bit unsettling having James Brown break into your ski home around all of those nice white boys and girls. At least the crackers seem to enjoy James’ soul music.

On the negative side, we are treated to Frankie Avalon and Dwayne Hickman in drag. And, like most teenage comedies of its time, it’s not funny.

I suppose if you were raised in sunny California, this might elicit some ‘memories’. But all of these teenage romps, along with just about any Elvis movie you can name, has no basis in reality for most people.

Even the Beatles went Hollywood, with the preposterous ‘Help!’ ‘Help!’ of course features a wonderful Lennon-McCartney movie score, but the preposterous plot is as silly as Elvis playing a race car driver. It doesn’t ‘help’ that the Fab Four’s first film proved that you could make a quality, amusing film about pop music stars without insulting the viewers’ intelligence.

The only true joy to be derived from most of the teenage movies of this period are the musical acts that are featured in so many of them. It would have been nice to have cut Ms. Walley’s and Mr. Avalon’s music segues and include more James Brown and Lesley Gore.

I like a lot of bad movies. Some of them are really enjoyable. ‘Ski Party’ is not.