Remembered as a key, and especially outrageous, work of the early
80s American and Canadian teen-sex-comedy sub-genre, the Roger Corman-produced Screwballs
doesn’t really hold up so well but certainly works in the context that its
fans appreciate; as a relic of its era, seen as a golden age by Generation
W. A disparate group of high school
students, all played by actors at least in their mid-20s, for some reason join
forces in a very important conspiracy to catch a glimpse of a goody-two-shoes female
student's breasts. There’s nothing
extraordinary about the performances or situations or sub-plots, but it works
to some extent just because of the bizarre sloppiness of the production design,
which lurches around from 80s to 50s milieus.
I suppose it could be deliberate as in David Lynch’s Blue Velvet and
Twin Peaks, but it’s more likely simply a case where the budget and/or
desire to keep converting sets and costumes to a 50s vibe simply ran out and no
one objected.
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