A group of dropouts wants to cash in on the sex film craze of the era and shoots a tame softcore flick with a raunchy title. Actually, the movie turns out a lot less racy than even they had intended, because the lead actress doesn't speak a word of German and isn't willing to even unbutton even the top bottom of her cardigan. This serves as the backdrop to the main plot, where the director of said film, a bumbling police recruit, falls in love with a hippie chick, who doesn't dig his professional aspirations.

The movie is ultimately saved by its cast, but suffers from a been-there-done-that-a-million-times script, and its failure to deliver anything but weak digs at the counter culture of the late Sixties as well as the "sex education" flicks of the era. If you're interested in the latter -- and you should be, they were often hilarious -- you should check out the "Als die Liebe laufen lernte" compilations, if you can find them.