Review of R.F.D. Greenwich Village

. . . observes the narrator of this PSA for the American Naturalist Society. And why not? As we all know, drawing "French-style" involves an intimate space in which a gaggle of girls totally "Au Naturel" are surrounded by a bevy of beatniks, tittering as they commit the exhibited "extras" to eternal explicit exposition. Though my eyes were still dilated in the optometrist's recovery room when this brief film was playing on the TV, just the breathless narration backing the blurry images was enough to get the old juices flowing. It was easy to picture the yuppies streaking "to a come-as-you-are party in the garret of a Bohemian friend" or see "the young romantic look recreating the nostalgia of times past," or B.C. (Before Clothes). In fact, the R.F.D. GREENWICH VILLAGE voice-over dude's entire spiel gives off a Biblical, Garden of Eden vibe. Who wouldn't think immediately of "Adam and Eve" as they hear that "villagers gather for idle pleasure" after they're freed from "conservative business attire" (aka, three-piece fig-leaf suits)? Finally, what better way to describe the unique characteristics of the Human Birthday Suit than "Contemporary as Today, New as Tomorrow"?