Barbara Peeters directed and wrote one of the better of the Corman "occupation" films with this movie, which was produced by Julie Corman. It's a simple story: three girls leave Iowa for a California summer and we watch the way their lives are changed.

Like Sally (Pat Anderson, Bonnie's Kids, Fly Me). She came out here to teach photography and misses her fiancee back home, but that doesn't mean that she doesn't date a whole bunch of men like a former rock star who now works in a grocery store because of his food fetish and another teacher who takes her to the Pussycat Theater and then shoots nudes of her. Sally also hooks up with a movie star named John John Lacey who is Michael Greer from Messiah of Evil.

Or Denise (Rhonda Leigh Hopkins). She gets involved in the life of one of her students when he steals a car. Well, she sleeps with him too, so maybe she's not the best teacher.

The star, however, is Conklin (Candice Rialson, Moonshine County Express). She decides to coach a girl's football team despite the men's coach (Dick Miller) standing in her way.

There's always a trade-off in the Corman occupation films. The best of them - like this one - present a world where women can compete and defeat entrenched male power structures. However, they all are filled with mostly female nudity. That said, in this film, Rialson's character chooses the man she loves, a geeky teacher many would pass by, and she's in complete ownership of her body.

A trio of naive, but eager young Midwestern women go to California to teach summer school classes at Regency High School. Perky, willful Candice ("Hollywood Boulevard," "Chatterbox!") Rialson starts up and coaches an all-female football team; she also becomes romantically involved with gawky, but amicable fellow student teacher Christopher Barrett. Stuffy Bible banging chemistry teacher Pat ("T.N.T. Jackson") Anderson manages to loosen up after she falls hard for surly juvenile delinquent Will Carney. Pert, liberated photography instructor Rhonda Leigh ("Cover Girl Models") Hopkins has sex with both a two-faced male chauvinist jerk and a more decent, understanding guy.

This thoroughly inane, amiable, episodic and animated New World Pictures comedic teen sexploitation item sizes up as a hugely enjoyable outing: writer/director Barbara ("Humanoids from the Deep") Peeters keeps the pace quite zippy and the tone suitably lighthearted throughout, the ceaseless barrage of jokes about breasts, buttocks, fat guys, uptight high school authority figures, sex (of course), dirty little old lady peeping toms, dorky middle-aged dudes on the make, and gross macho bozos are very crude, but still pretty funny, the expected romantic interludes are surprisingly tasteful and erotic, the Los Angeles strip club footage is authentically tacky, the sappy bleeding heart "let's give the kids a chance" posturing never becomes too icky-cute, the feminist subtext is slight, yet sincere, there's a reasonably decent automobile chase and a nice subplot about a stolen car ring, and the climactic women only football game manages to be really amusing, if nothing too spectacular. Moreover, the always dependable Dick Miller cuts loose with a riotously hammy performance as a crooked, sexist, vulgar macho swine football coach, the three female leads are sexy, lively and appealing, Eric ("The Hills Have Eyes") Saarinen's handsome, agile cinematography provides lots of lovely, gorgeously lit visuals, and J.J. Jackson's bouncy, ebullient score will plant a mile-wide smile on your face that you won't take off for a week. Now, what more could you possibly want from a blissfully insubstantial, but infectiously effervescent and entertaining goofball time-waster?

SUMMER SCHOOL TEACHERS is one of a mini-wave of teaching-themed exploitation flicks that Roger Corman produced in the early 1970s. This has a trio of feminists taking up positions as summer school teachers and dealing with various low life characters, misogynists, and general sexist behaviour. Of course, all of this is merely a cover for a bunch of old-fashioned nudity and sex scenes which are inserted into the script with a wearying regularity. The film is openly low budget and the acting is of that mannered variety that makes it difficult to take seriously, although it makes some decent points at times. Good old Dick Miller is around to prop up the scenery, as per usual.