If you are a fan of out of place cinema, and I know most of you are, then this film is right up your alley. Apparently made within 6 weeks of the actual riots on sunset strip in the 1960's, this movie is like the neutered cousin of those times. The people who made this movie had been in the professional film world since before sound was invented and it shows. 60-80-year-olds were in charge of writing and producing this film about teens in the LSD scene of Hollywood. To hear otherwise normal kids repeat phrases like "far out! groovy! where's the scene? hey, let's freak out!" is like watching Beyond The Valley of the Dolls without all the camp and fun. Peppered throughout this film are some of cinema's most awkward and uncomfortable moments. Moments like Mimsy Farmer's LSD scene, any time a kid uses the lingo of the time, or all two scenes of Hortense Petra, aged wife of the director. Her pink haired prattling can be equated to watching a baby sneeze and cry at the same time. In good conscience I cannot recommend this movie to anybody because it was such a trial to sit through. Yes it is laughable in many many places, and maybe those places are worth their own weight, but overall this movie makes me squeamish. It's just so out of place that I feel bad watching it. One star out of ten.