Let me start by assuring you that this movie never played in a shopping mall and never will. If you can imagine a movie that combines werewolves, Franklin D. Roosevelt, World War II and approximately a million jokes about penises and blow jobs, then you don’t need to see this movie [but I’m concerned about you]. If you
can’t, are the curious type and can appreciate cinematic cheesiness, go ahead; Barry Bostwick of Spin City and Rocky Horror plays FDR. Watching this movie was a nostalgia trip for me taking me back to the day in high school when I saw my first X rated movie in Time Square of course.