Lauderdale

This movie can be found with two different titles Lauderdale and Spring Fever USA

It is available on VHS and Laser Disc as Lauderdale, and as Spring Fever USA on DVD.

There is sadly no soundtrack for this movie, I have searched since seeing the movie on Showtime back in the early 1990's for an LP and CD, but none exist. I have talked to several movie soundtrack specialty retailers from all over the US and no one has ever heard of a soundtrack for this movie under either name.

The Rebel Pebbles have 3 songs in the movie, "We Go To The Beach" "Nighttime Assassin" sadly neither of the 2 preceding songs can be found on any Rebel Pebbles' recording. and an early version of "How Do You Feel"

Here is another tedious teen sex "comedy" outing, in which you don't believe in or care about any of the activity on screen, and the scant nudity is not nearly enough to warrant sitting through this mess.

To give you an idea of the level of humour involved, the movie features two moronic criminals named Dick and Duke Dork, aka. the Dork brothers. This is the pinnacle of comedy the movie reaches; it is hard to say if these character names are the funniest part of the movie, since I can't really remember any other attempts at humour throughout the hour and a half runtime. These movies generally are only "comedies" in name only, and Spring Fever USA/Lauderdale/whatever other names it was released under is a grand example of that.

It is also a road movie, and perhaps the most tedious road movie I've ever seen. These scenes are handled by showing the hero's vehicle driving toward the camera with signs flashing by on the screen. Occasionally this is interrupted by the characters entering a different surf shop, each staffed by a girl in a bikini, asking if they're going in the right direction. Then they get back in the car, continue driving toward the camera, and more road signs are superimposed over the screen.

The hero is apparently chasing after the "girl of his dreams", a babe so tall and masculine-featured I was sure we were going to get that other staple of teen sex comedy: a hero so horny he doesn't realise his dreamboat is actually male. She may not be male, but she is a moron, dumb enough to lead the hero on his grand chase after he rescues her from the Dorks. He's not alone however: another girl joins him on the chase, though I never really understood her purpose for being there aside from the obvious forced happy ending in which he realises who amongst them he really cares for.

At one point, when he actually reaches Fort Lauderdale (it takes a long, long time for this point to arrive, but in some places the movie was released as "Lauderdale"), the hero will get information or whatever he needs to reach the GohD, but first he has to win this information in... a belly flop competition! Thus we are treated to the sight of fat men jumping belly-first into a swimming pool repeatedly, as if this were somehow entertaining. The hero, of course, wins, by jumping from such a height he would certainly at least break his neck. Unfortunately, he doesn't, and the movie continues.

There are many tall, mannish blonde women in this movie, and most of the breasts glimpsed are of the '80s, pasty white tan-line variety. Ron Jeremy makes an appearance as a robber in a liquor store. So I guess the only people you could recommend this movie to would be Ron Jeremy completists? They must exist somewhere. I only hope I never meet them.

There ought to be a MST3K-type show that shows these cheap, racy, knock-off spring-break movies. This particular show is one of my favorites because I was going to Nova University in Ft. Lauderdale when this movie was filmed. City Limits is an actual club, and the actual house band appeared in the movie. The best scene is the shot of "star" Janine Lindemulder (she appeared in Penthouse and now does porn) jamming with Frank Vocale and the band (nice hair, Frank!). They then cut to the next scene of a bar in the club, the music still playing in the background . . . and the band members are sitting at the bar having a drink!!

Parts of it were filmed in Ft. Lauderdale. In the beginning of the film is a conga line scene on the beach composed of extras who were local to the area. My wife lived there when she was 18 (10 years before I met her) and she is in this scene -- she is the last one they show and the only one who defied the instructions about not looking into the camera. So, here it is, YEARS later and she mentions to me that she MIGHT have been in a movie called Spring Break 2 -- long story short, I track the movie down under its new title and there she is. Totally uncredited and in the shot for about 1/3 of a second. So, the best part about this film is that I get to tell people that my wife made a movie with Ron Jeremy when she was a teenager. The fact that she did not even know that he is in the movie doesn't matter. The look on her face is priceless.

If you're watching a movie called Spring Break USA, you're not expecting high art, but this is bad even by crappy sex comedy standards. Sure you get some required nudity, but the comedy is beyond bad and the story is full of holes. The music mix is off so you can barely hear the dialogue. It starts off bad and never manages to rise above mediocre. This ain't Porky's, Screwballs, or even Hardbodies.