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3.0 out of 5 stars
Perhaps worth no Stars, but Merits a Full Moon!, Dec 31 2002
Two "scientists," armed with $3,000,000 inheritance (just about enough to buy a space shuttle toilet these days), set out on a private expedition to the moon. And what do they find? Meteor dust? Green cheese? No! An idyllic and telepathic civilization that doesn't wear clothing above the waist. While exploring this moonscape, which looks suspiciously like Florida, the scientists never remove their low-budget space suits or truly go native. They do, however, spand copious amounts of time photographing the bare breasted women in this paradise. Good thing that this trip only had two scientists ... I can just imagine the havoc a missionary could have wreaked, trying to get the women to cover their nipples! If only the moon nymphs & satyrs knew the history of Western Civilization ... they would have immediately imprisoned the scientists, if not executed them. In the entire recorded history of the West, this is the first time in which a non-aggressive civilization has not been conquered, assimilated, enslaved, or butchered after first contact. Of course, perhaps that =DID= happen after all ... by the time Neil Armstrong made it to Luna, paradise had vanished and nothing was left but dust and craters. If you're looking to see really sexy naked women flouncing around in titillating poses, go rent a Playboy video--that's not what this one is about. If the Sci-Fi channel dared, they'd use this movie as MST3K fodder. On the other hand, it enacts a mythic transformation for one of the scientists, who returns to earth forever changed. This voyage to the moon has been for him an heroic journey, and the life he lives on earth will be forever transformed. Not much depth, plenty of bare-breasted rubenesque women, no tan lines (no tans, for that matter), and little literary or cinematic merit. Why did I give it three stars? For the gumption of being what it is ... Nude on the Moon, what an incredible fantasy!
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