Featuring wall-to-wall strippers chiefly hailing from the Ozarks to Ohio, the rust belt is well represented in this cinéma vérité of female flesh, better known as the Miss Nude North America contest.

With vintage Metallica and Clinton-era dance club hits bumping non-stop on the loudspeakers, the NASCAR yahoos and airshow riff-raff are over stimulated by the female talent spreading their labias and asscheeks for a fleeting moment of fame. If Gene Simmons hadn't made an appearance, those acres of nude women would just be a PETA fur protest.

The cameraman repeats the same questions to the ladies (name?, city?, strip club?). Unfortunately, the interviews and initial overall appeal (i.e. extreme close-ups of bare snatch) of this program become tedious – with some girls rolling their eyes at the cameraman's obsequiousness.

Retailing: Extreme uncensored reality television.