This low-budget strange film (released in '67), but probably made in '63 has a phenomenal opening shot with the main woman strolling down the wooden boulevard to the strains of "When The Saints Go Marching In" while she proceeds to (on high heels) mess with folk who are already where she has been.

Throw in a corrupt minister, a naive black (young) guy, and a lecherous drunken father and the title of the movie hits you like a rock. But, well-filmed cinematography (B/W); some bikers (who are punks), great locales where they filmed it (Florida or California) and you have a fascinating piece of American Pie with actors who never acted again....but I liked it (and the poster is cool). Can't imagine what people thought when they saw it in a theatre (drive-in or otherwise; in any state) back in the 60's, but well worth the trip. A 5 out 10. Best performance = lead actress (can't remember her name). Check it for gator, cajun, preacher, high-heeled, b/w, jumbo, almost-educational morality types, and just plain American tale of woe and excitement on a Saturday night below the Mason-Dixon Line. Thoroughly captivating and choice, but not a great film.