Hilarious and lovable this is the real bumpkin deal from the mid 60s....and the DVD I have here in Australia is just perfect, folks! LAS VEGAS HILLBILLIES is exactly the type of fun the movie industry forgot how to make (the big ol' cinemas were demolished and the drive ins went broke after video came in). The color is fantastic and the extras look like the real Tennessee dentists and supermarket managers and real estate agents who financed this film. No doubt a big fat money spinner in drive ins and lovely old small town cinemas (like the ones we see re created in Back To the Future streetscapes) LAS VEGAS HILLBILLIES hails from the days when someone with a few local business contacts (like Arch Hall's dad) could make a movie, show it in a few states (and in a few States) and make some money back....and there was still a few lovable Hollywood has beens willing to appear in spangled caftans to earn a few bucks to fend off the sheriff from their rented fibro home in Malibu. The reason why this was made and the way it was made is as honest on the screen as the story here. Just love it and show it to your friends. I did and they came back for more. This is Pettycoat Junction Big Time. Maybe we here in Oz still have a sense of humor. You should too. If all else fails, shock some 21st Century teenagers with it. ha-ha.

Las Vegas Hillbillys is a low-budget B-minus movie in all respects. Of importance to film buffs is the fact that Jayne Mansfield and Mamie Van Doren, two rival big blonde bombshells, both star in this movie. Reportedly, the gals disliked each other so much that scenes in which they were both to appear together were shot with doubles so that they would not have to meet on the set.The plot, if one could call it that, centers around a country-western singer (Ferlin Husky) from Tennessee who inherits a run-down Las Vegas nightclub. Mamie plays Boots Malone, the club manager and Jayne plays Tawny Downs, a Las Vegas entertainer and the dead uncle's "protege", a term used in 1950's movies for a mistress.My sole intent in watching this battle-of-the-bosoms was to judge for myself, in head-to-head competition, which of the two blonde bombshells was 1.) the better actress, and 2.) the sexier on screen. My task was complicated by the fact that neither of the goddesses were showcased in particularly steamy roles, despite their reputations as among the hottest female stars of their era.The results of my admittedly unscientific experiment: Jayne sweeps both categories. She wins the better actress category largely by default because Ms Van Doren is so horribly, horribly bad in this film. And in the sex appeal category, Jayne wins by a narrower margin not because of greater attributes, but rather because she simply struts her stuff more effectively. Even us gals who are not blessed with movie star quality looks can learn a lot from Jayne.A word of warning - I bought this cheapo video as part of a two-pack set of Mamie Van Doren films distributed by Entertainment Programs International (EPI) in Marina Del Ray, California. The video quality was so poor as to almost make the movie unwatchable. They even misspell the film title on the box, which gives you an idea of their dedication to producing a quality product. You get what you pay for.Claudia's Bottom Line: Painful to watch, but worth it if you care to catch a glimpse of two of Hollywood's biggest sex symbols of the 1950's and 1960's.

Actually, this has the look and feel of a mid-sixties TV pilot. Production is TV-competent, plot is exactly as plausible as the other Hillbillies, and, if you don't mind vicious, soul-destroying cracker stereotypes, the cast is as competent as that of any one-season TV series of that era. More important, the movie uses any excuse to launch into strings of musical production numbers, what those crazy kids today call "music videos." If you got a powerful hankerin' to see the likes of Sonny James, Roy Drusky, Connie Smith, and, of course, Ferlin Husky performin' the hits that made them famous, well, this here picture show's just your jar of 'shine.And as usual Mamie van Doren wildly outperforms all expectations; if you still don't believe she was the best of the Big Three, you can compare her, uh, head-to-head with Jayne Mansfield, introduced here as "the biggest star in Las Vegas." And Richard Kiel shows up with the gayest haircut since Fabian. And Ferlin Husky's stage show seems to be built around the stiffest, most unnatural straight-legged kicks seen in popular entertainment till the arrival of Kevin Nash.And then you've got the biker gang that shows up to trash the place, on one-lunger Yamahas and, my hand to heaven, a Honda 90 trail bike. To get them to calm down the band strikes up "Dixie," to which the gang immediately begins frugging (ask your mom).***POSSIBLE SPOILER, IF YOU'VE GOT THE IQ OF A CHERRYSTONE CLAM, OR LOWER***And the grand finale is a pie fight.

This B-Movie has an all-star cast, and it's about a backwoods hillbilly named Woody Weatherbee, (you never really know his last name!) he and his family inherit a casino in Las Vegas from his dead uncle. And they use it to their advantage to try to make it big in Vegas. This B-Movie is utterly annoying without a doubt, lame! The scene where Woody sings, "Feel Better All Over" when he sings it, he looks like he's getting shot and having a dirreaha attack at the same time! This movie is just a kelidascope of senselessness and stupidity. Yet, this movie tends to be comical in an infamous way. It makes you feel sorry for Jayne Mansfield and the other all-star cast members for even participating in this ridiculous monstrosity of a B-Movie. Another thing that makes the movie so stupid is it's stereotypes about Southern people being backwoods hillbillies. The dialogue was cheesy and lame as the songs in this movie that it just might give you an anyerism while watching! One of the stupidest scenes was when we see Woody running out of his gimpy-looking car that looked like a pile of garbage shouting, "Aunt Clam! Aunt Clam!" Be warned! MST3K would've had a field day mocking this movie! Believe me, it's that bad!