Terrible movie. Terrible, terrible, terrible movie. Don't get me wrong, maybe if you and your friends were high off of Dr. Pepper, Oreos, and Puffy-Twisted Cheetos, then maybe this movie would offer some good laughs. But the laughs are brought out not because the movie provides hilarious conflicts and comedic characters. You'd be laughing at them, not with them, and there is only so much laughter for mockery until your mind works out the logic of how utterly moronic and pointless this movie can be and your tears of laughter become tears of pain and grief. Pain for the crew who made this movie. The pain knowing they had to come everyday just to work on a film with complete foresight that their hard work was in vain. Grief for the audience that saw this movie when it was released. I cant understand how any generation wants to be painted like this. Dancing on the beach... all day, dancing at the club... all night, kissing your guy/gal while free falling with a parachute, having an endless amount of finances... with no job BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO BUSY DANCING ON THE BEACH. How in the world did Frankie and Annette make so many of these films?
By the way, I don't believe Bonnie was flirting with Frankie just to get Steve's attention. If that were so she would have been eying Steve to see if he was jealous which he ALWAYS WAS and she never eyed him. She only had eyes for Frankie who had eyes for Sugar but somehow he ends the movie with Annette. Probably because she's paid bigger bucks by the Disney Corporation.