Live Nude Girls Unite!

For the modern progressive male, what could be more enjoyable than a film that displays and vindicates both unions and female nudity? While most viewers are unlikely to consider striptease shows to be, as one dancer puts it, a "sacred act" and a "spiritual service," or even "a weird pajama party," chances are most folks will have some aspect of their outlook broadened by the exploits of standup comic-nude dancer Julia Query, who pays her bills working at the Lusty Lady, a place described to her as a "hip feminist peepshow with good working conditions." It isn't long, however, before the realization sinks in that sick days are not allowed, that racial discrimination is practiced, that the safety of the dancers isn't a major concern of the owners, and on and on, until Query -- whose mother, Dr. Joyce Wallace, was a headstrong crusader for women's lib -- decides to follow in mom's footsteps and organize a union, which would be the first stripper's union in the U.S. While there's certainly some great novelty value to hearing workers on a picket line chanting "2, 4, 6, 8, don't go here to masturbate!" the real story is the lack of respect workers in the sex industry get, whether from their employers or even from the allegedly pro-choice left that doesn't want to give women the choice to be in a profession seen as degrading. At least that's the position of Wallace, who works to help prostitutes get off the streets, and doesn't see that her daughter's job choice is anything different. The mother-daughter conflicts are every bit as significant as (and perhaps more universal than) the union battles, and will undoubtedly give couples much to talk about when they exit the theater. In the meantime, one can also enjoy bare bouncing bosoms aplenty.