That was the alternate title given to the late-1980's stage play version of this destined-to-be camp classic. When the play came out, former WNYW Film/Theater critic Stewart Kline enjoyed it. This is a man who's known as a crumudgeon who never likes anything except old Fred Astaire & Ginger Rodgers movies, and has displayed a clip from one on an irregular basis. Everything from this movie is authentically early-1960's right down to a supporting character named "Marvel-Ann." The only anachronism I found were the hubcaps on the hot dog truck which are clearly from a Ford Pickup Truck of the late-1960's. Also, Chicklet's third personality a sassy African-American housewife named Tyleen may sound like something out of a post-segregation American sitcom at first. And let's not forget the third-rate wannabe Marilyn Monroe hiding out from her B-Movie production company. I don't know if Charles Busch is the new John Waters, nor would I consider homosexuality as a cure for constipation, but I do know that if you've ever found yourself afraid to admit you had a thing for early-60's Beach Party-type movies, you'll laugh your head off at this one.
Review of Psycho Beach Party
