The Nudist Story (1960) – Ramsey Herrington.

A beautiful, altogether proper business lady (Shelly Martin) inherits a nudist colony following the death of her philanthropic Grandfather, and rather than selling it to clear hefty death duties, she becomes amorously entwined with the affable manager Bob (Brian Cobby). Featuring a pleasantly jaunty score, The Nudist Story is a charmingly frothy romantic drama with capable, terribly nice, if somewhat clipped, prodigiously middle-class performances. Herrington's modestly titillating oddity has tasteful scenes of prettified, sun-dappled nudity, mostly bots and tops, governed by an amusingly ingenious methodology of obscuring most of the male and female pudenda! As ribald exploitation, The Nudist Story is tame, but taken as a cinematic singularity, a blisteringly technicolor, early 60s time-capsule, it remains utterly fascinating, the luminous Shelly Martin and stolid suitor Brian Cobby make for wholesome lovebirds. A dramatically slight piece, the prosaic dialogue delivered by the mostly nude cast is so bizarrely incongruous for the time period, The Nudist Story distractingly exudes an almost fever-dream-like quality, and, frankly, I can't readily think of another British film with the same proto-Lynchian vibe. The karaoke musical interludes and fleshly flourish of a lithe nude male arbitrarily doing somersaults suggested to me that The Nudist Story might well prove to be something quite special!