This film is a guilty pleasure of mine. It's about the era of "swinging" and the neighbors who get together and find themselves in "the swing" and the aftermath of their actions. There is one particular group of neighbors who are the protagonists who love that lifestyle getting the others more and more into it until everything hits the fan and the fun is over after things go too far and how to deal with it in the standard of their time. Sex? Yep- group, gay and straight. Also amusing to see them amazed over condensed soup which is where the whole casserole craze seemed to come from, flying hair, and eyebrows on a tree and the nostalgic feel of the whole thing. Substance wise there isn't much there and you feel like a voyeur but nonetheless you compare their society's standards vs. current standards. It's hard to rate but overall the characters were so collectively unlikable that I just can't rate it higher.