A hayseed named Junior (John Tull) leaves the farm and heads to Hollywood to find his fortune. He winds up getting a job at a house of ill repute where the ladies of the evening immediately take a shine to him and give him a gangbang on the house. Before long, he’s driving a van for a pimp, which acts as sort of a bordello on wheels. Predictably, Junior falls for the pretty young prostitute Bernice (Debbie Osborne), and they begin to plot a way out of the life.
If you go in thinking this is going to be a softcore spoof of Midnight Cowboy, you’re going to be disappointed. As it turns out, it’s just another dumb ‘70s skin flick from writer/director Bethel Buckalew. If you’re familiar with his softcore country bumpkin comedies like Country Cuzzins, Sassy Sue, and The Pig Keeper’s Daughter, you might already know what to expect (and what not to expect). I’m sure you’ll probably get about what you expected. Probably a little less.
The fish out of water comedy schtick is dumb, predictable, and unfunny (there’s a lot of jokes about Junior’s sheep back home) and the softcore scenes are hit and miss. The opening sequence where Junior gets picked up hitchhiking by a couple and bangs the hot wife in the backseat while her husband drives and watches in the rearview mirror gets things started off on the right foot. However, the group sex scenes suffer from crummy camerawork and poor lighting. The scenes that take place in Junior’s fuckmobile are slightly better, although the cramped quarters of the van don’t make for the most optimal camera set-ups. At least the lovemaking between Tull and Osborne is tender and engaging. (I could’ve done without the folksy love song on the soundtrack though.) If it wasn’t for their chemistry, Midnite Plowboy would be complete fertilizer.
AKA: Sunset Girls.
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