'Wild Gals of the Naked West' is nudie-cutie western spoof directed by 'King of the Nudies' Russ Meyer. The film tells a story about a town that was so bad that people were too ashamed to name it. Forget Tombstone or Dodge City because this place is most wild and woolly town out of them all, where no one is a good shot. One day a stranger arrives to the town and after nonchalantly surviving every obstacle the chaos ridden town throws into his path the mysterious gunslinger begins to clean the town up. The story is told silent movie manner, only with occasional narrations. There are many running gags, that somehow doesn't run empty by the end of the film, lot of slapstick and of course - big breasts.Somehow 'Wild Gals of the Naked West' reminded me sketches from Benny Hill only with explicit nudity. Interesting colorful sets give the film kind of surreal feel - the piano player pounding a piano that is clearly drawn, like rest of the saloon. And don't worry, although called as a pornographic movie, this film is pretty tame - naked breasts only.

Deciding to hold a week of solely viewing Western movies,I began to suspect that I would have to take a small break from my viewing of Russ Meyer's films.Taking a look at the next Meyer title to view after his delightful Looney Tunes riffing Eve and the Handyman,I was surprised to discover that Meyer had directed a Western!,which led to me quickly getting ready to pay a visit to Russ Meyer's Wild West.The plot:Waiting in line for the 23 hour saloon to open up,Bob decides to pass the time in an otherwise isolated ghost town,by offering his pack of cigarette's to a fellow customer waiting in line,in exchange for stories about the town.Starting off any giving a tiny amount of details about the former residents,the man who Bob gave the cigarette's to soon begins going at full flow,with telling him about how an outlaw changed the place from a raunchy hustle & bustle location,into a complete ghost town.View on the film:For his first ever genre outing,and also the first time that a character has been allowed to speak, (his previous two films relied on a narration) co-producer/editor/cinematography/supporting actor and director Russ Meyer, (who for the first time is not credited with being the writer,with the writer instead being Jack Moran) shows an unexpected amount of nervousness,with the flourish that he shows in his progression as a director, (such as doing a long first person shot) being ruined by him going back to the dull plodding style that he displayed in his debut.Whilst Meyer does include a number of stunning women and also a number of terrific wacky Western related gags,such as two cowboys holding a shootout every hour due to constantly missing their shots,he disappointingly runs out of steam during this hour long film at a about the 30 minute mark,which leads to a number of the jokes that originally seemed funny being repeated over and over again,which leads to this paternally flirtatious Western,instead feeling like a pair of rough old leather boots.

This is the first Russ Meyer film I ever watched, although not a good movie it is certainly worth watching.The plot line is simple, in a POV, you, the main character(let's assume it is at least since it's never shown who is) walks into an old western city in ruins, a chap shows up and tells you how the town used to be in flashbacks. "This town was so bad that we was ashamed to name it." in the old drunk own words.The next minutes are filled with cheap jokes so bad that it will make you giggle anyway.One thing worth noting is the nightmarish nature of the flashback sequences, specially the ones in the bar and the motel. I don't know if that's what Meyer wanted to achieve but if so, he certainly did.This is one of those movies that you should watch at 4 in the morning when you can't sleep and nothing good is on TV.5/10

Although Meyer should be given props for attempting to satire the then-popular westerns with his trademark brand of whit and situational comedy, Meyer still produced a lackluster effort largely through casting, and the unnecessary use of a rather unconvincing 49er who's obviously a young man but is supposed to be a white-haired, lame old man. Go figure. This actor's performance alone brings down the rest of the film significantly, however the set designs and general premise of the story are interesting enough. The general impression from this film is that Meyer had money to burn, otherwise he would've put out a much better quality film. None of the jokes really work, and the only redeeming factor, which is sadly what Meyer's bottom line has always been, is to use breasts as a means for getting butts in the seats. Other than the amorous breasts, great use of design and color, this film is truly a let-down.