Self-important, over-dramatic, uninspired.

It isn't all that great, actually. Really cheesy and very predicable of how certain scenes are gonna turn play out. However, I guess that's the charm of it all, because I would consider this one of my guilty pleasures.

Exactly the movie you think it is, but not the movie you want it to be.

A terrific literary drama and character piece that shows how the process of creating art can be seen differently by those doing it and those looking at it from the outside.

Sorority beach babes in Balboa, CA have to raise $10,000 to save their order, eventually resorting to desperate measures such as entering a cooking contest, a beauty contest and trying to get The Beatles to perform at the local hot spot. Charmingly dim-witted surf-sand-&-sexy girls opus, obviously a knock-off of the "Beach Party" cycle--and better produced--but not as charismatic. The flick spotlights a bevy of energetic ladies, guest stars The Beach Boys and also Lesley Gore (it's unclear if Gore is visiting royalty or if she's just one of the gals). Though it isn't fresh, it is noodle-headed fun given a fast pace and a good soundtrack. ** from ****

This movie is a must-see for the Beach Boys at the top of their early form and for Lesley Gore. It doesn't have the fantasy elements of the Eric Von Zipper movies, but being from a female point of view wins points. Especially lovely are the beach beauties, and watch for the sister of Natalie Wood, Lana. They don't come sweeter!

Girls on the Beach is one of the most satisfying films of its genre. A beautifully realized screenplay of straight-to-the-point dialogue and acting that borders on Kabuki theatre. And of course there's the great songs of Leslie Gore and The Beach Boys. The ending is pure magic realism.

This is not only a very bad "beach party" type movie, it attempts to cash in on the Beatles craze at the same time in the plotline. Silly, gyrating girls in swimsuits think they are going to raise money by getting Beatles to play at their benefit held at the beach. This was 1965 folks, teens were not wearing bouffant, ratted hairdos anymore, the clothing was outdated (high heels and a demure frock? - I think not). The girls are silly and prudish (except for their gyrating when they dance) and the boys are typical on the make studs in sports jackets, short haircuts- this is not 1965. Only bright spot is Lesley Gore's singing. This movie is too awful to even be considered good camp.