Beach House (1982) – John Gallagher.

An appetizingly salty, enjoyably rough n' tumbled 80s beach comedy finds a likeable group of boisterous Brooklyn chuckleheads lusty beachside frolics being impinged upon by a buzz killing band of snarky party hearty Philly punkers. The bawdy scenarios are mostly fun, the appropriately noisome performances are energetic, as is the snappy, sounding Rock N' roll soundtrack. The low budget, appreciably high-spirited, hectically hedonistic, riotously Rabelaisian Beach House remains a boozy, bikini-blasted B-comedy that hits the buffoonery bullseye more often than it misses! Troma fans, Party Animals, King Fratters and connoisseurs of saucy seaside shenanigans are sure to dig it! Beach House is crude, lewd, and unashamedly silly, but I've had some of my best times being crude, lewd, and unashamedly silly! A not exactly nuenced beach comedy confection, but many of the beerier exchanges are legitimately mirthsome, the game gals are appropriately nubile, and the guys are amiably girl-gawking goofs!!! Beach House has additional kudos for me, as it stars deliciously dreamy scream queen Kathy 'House on Sorority Row' McNeil as the avidly Anthony-loving Cindy! YOWZA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“I'll give you a Hawaiian punch if yous don't get out here!!!!!”