the year 2427, mankind is
run entirely by a supercomputer that enforces a world without love, traditional relationships, or 20th-century morality. Furthermore, the concept of virginity is completely alien with every girl sent to be deflowered by an "older man" at the age of 13. That also means that films from the era have been completely banned, but that doesn't stop an underground film club in Los Angeles (now an island after a great quake) from getting together in a cave to watch these forbidden features and chat about them when they aren't too busy making out on the floor. The particular screening at hand is hosted by Liana (Allister) and Jorel (Westberg), who explain the social significance of stag loops like The Vacuum Salesman. The big feature for the evening turns out to be a college campus film, The Three Virgins, which also coincidentally features the same actors appearing in the framing device. The very '60s feature focuses on three female students who lounge around the pool naked as they talk about how they're itching for their first time, and each one takes different steps to achieve it with a school computer dating program complicating things even further. Assault victim Pearl (Jones), apparently the sole black female student around, finds herself attracted to a white woman after her first sexual encounter leaves her feeling nothing, while Susan (Pettyjohn) learns to loosen up with some recreational drugs and wild behavior. Then there's Joan (Allister again), whose scumbag boyfriend, Paul (Westberg again), pushes her to have sex but orders in a very skanky prostitute less than a day after she refuses.
homosexuality (via several characters of varying stereotyped degrees), and gender equality. The futuristic segments are lots of fun as audience members try to figure out
why certain scenes are censored or what some of the plot twists mean, and the gimmick of missing footage and meta commentary is way, way ahead of its time. The actual moral stance of the film is a little harder to parse out as it seems to argue that the chilling future world is the result of an absence of morals, but the story they're watching clearly takes a dim view of the fetishized, absurd obsession with female virginity that was already deeply creepy in Hollywood comedies like I'll Take Sweden and Under the Yum Yum Tree. Though the film ends with a silly punchline, it's also pretty startling how both storylines end on an incredibly bleak note that leaves you more than a little unsettled about what you've just witnessed.
Blue. Then there's the incredible, very groovy soundtrack,
complete with a catchy theme song (written by Stu Phillips!) and some choice library cues including Bill Loose's "South of the Border" from Cherry, Harry & Raquel, which also turned up around the same time in Jess Franco's Venus in Furs.