
Beautiful Japanese movie promos are the default. In design and color they’re routinely nice, and the exotic text always adds to the visual appeal. This poster was made for a movie titled in Japanese ヌード・バカンス, which means “nude vacation.” However, this is a British film, a naturist flick called Naked As Nature Intended, or sometimes simply As Nature Intended.
Directed by nude photographer Harrison Marks, it’s about five women—Bridget Leonard, Angela Jones, famed nudie model Pamela Green, Petrina Forsyth, and the lovely Jackie Salt—who roadtrip to the British coast, passing first through Stonehenge and the village of Clovelly, before hitting the sands. Two of the women are already nudists, members of a resort called the Sun Club, and convince the others that frolicking al fresco and baking the formerly pale parts of their bodies is as British as fish and chips.
This is all staged as a mockumentary, with a cheeseball narration by Guy Kingsley Poynter being the only dialogue. He notes that sincerity is a key ingredient in nudism—same as it is with the Great Pumpkin, we guess. To prove their sincerity the filmmakers add a pumpkin-like nudist senior or two to the visual palette, while an extremely monotonous soundtrack of strings and trilling flutes provides the proper paradisiacal feel.
There’s nothing noteworthy here—it’s another nudist flick, full of innocence and wonder like so many others from the period such as Gentlemen Prefer Nature Girls, Isle of Levant, and Blaze Starr Goes Nudist. It’s idyllic. Did these healthy, non-sexual Edens ever really exist? We weren’t alive then, so we can’t say. But if it’s your thing you definitely won’t be disappointed. Naked As Nature Intended originally premiered in 1961 before reaching Japan today in 1963.
















murder and for showing Janet Leigh in her bra and in bed with a man, but for being the first film to show a flushing toilet—an affront to bluenoses though the contents were merely a torn up note. Peeping Tom pushed the envelope farther and did it first, showing the killer Mark Lewis preying on sex workers and nude models, showing nudie reel
evan a woman as kind and credulous as Anna Massey just doesn’t ring true. There are men who are projects, and there are men who are lost causes—are we right, girls? That’s what the Pulp Intl. girlfriends say anyway. But Peeping Tom is a film every cinephile should see. The moral objections of contemporary critics seem quaint now—many hated being forced to experience the murders from the killer’s perspective, but the viewer’s loss of choice echoes the killer’s helplessness to control himself, and that may very well be Powell’s best trick.
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