Late Night Movie House of Crap: Lord Love A Duck

25 May

May 25, 2011

Have you ever seen this film? It is apparently a cult film, which is odd since I have not seen it.

I don’t know what impression that made on you, but it seems to me that if Aldous Huxley and Douglas Adams teamed up to write a beach movie and let Russ Meyer direct it you might get something close to Lord Love A Duck.

With that in mind, here is the plot description from wikipedia:

From his prison cell, Alan Musgrave dictates his experiences of the previous year, which he dedicated to fulfilling the unending wishes and ambitions of high school senior Barbara Ann Greene. The daughter of Marie, a cocktail waitress sinking unhappily into her forties, Barbara wants every kind of success and for everyone to love her. Signing a pact with Alan in wet cement, Barbara soon has the 12 cashmere sweaters needed to join an exclusive girl’s club. She drops out of school to become the principal’s new secretary and gets involved in church activities run by strait-laced but hyper-hormonal Bob Bernard. Barbara decides she wants Bob for her husband, which Alan helps make possible by keeping Bob’s eccentric mother Stella (who disapproves of Barbara Ann) perpetually plastered. Then Barbara meets schlock producer T. Harrison Belmont, the King of Beach Party movies, and decides to become the biggest star that ever was. But Bob refuses to allow his wife to have a Hollywood screen test, so Barbara Ann decides she wants a divorce. Since Bob’s mother frowns upon divorce, this prompts Alan to take matters into his own hands and kill Bob. Bob proves almost indestructible, but by graduation time Alan has him in a wheelchair. At the graduation ceremony Alan pursues Bob with a tractor, humorously killing him and everyone else on the speakers’ platform who all screamed in mid-air after being flipped by the tractor before their deaths. Barbara Ann goes on to Hollywood fame in her debut film “Bikini Widow”, while Alan is sent to prison.

I can sum it up much more succinctly: “What the-?”

For anyone like me who must see it, it is on YouTube in 11 parts.

5 Responses to “Late Night Movie House of Crap: Lord Love A Duck”

  1. bmj2k May 25, 2011 at 12:01 am #

    And thus concludes this week’s Duck Trio of posts.


  2. JRD Skinner May 25, 2011 at 11:52 am #

    Given the duck title I was nearly expecting a return of Pierre.

    I hadn’t heard of this movie until just recently, Tuesday Weld’s sweater changing scene was featured in the documentary American Grindhouse, which we watched last week. Madness. I may actually spend the time on youtube, just to say I did.


    • bmj2k May 25, 2011 at 12:28 pm #

      Even though I had plenty of material for the week I was thisclose to reposting that just to complete the duck thing this week. Maybe I’ll toss in a link somewhere.
      Pierre is doing fine although his wife Cecilia is very upset that he has been hiding food around the nest. She found some potato chips in the laundry bad and Pierre has been sneaking out of the nest to eat hoagies on the front stoop. Last week he invited the pigeons from Parsippany NJ over for poker and they ate everything in the fridge- even Norman’s birthday cake. Bloop is trying to get Pierre to exercise in his pool but Pierre prefers to float on the raft.

      I never saw Lord Love A Duck although I must have heard the title at one time as it was in the back of my head. When I was looking for duck movies I typed “love a duck” into google and there it was.


  3. Thomas Stazyk May 26, 2011 at 8:34 pm #

    Thanks for posting this–I HAVE to see that movie! How could you not love a movie that advertises itself as a “nonoptimistic get well card,” and is “against teenagers, adults, parents and about 100,000 other things” and had a guy in a wheelchair being chased by a front end loader. I’m there.


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