A college professor falls in with the counterculture crowd in San Francisco after resigning from his position in solidarity with two expelled hippie students.
This is sort of worth it for the last fifteen minutes, but otherwise it's a pretty awful waste of our time and their efforts - such as they are. James MacArthur and Patricia Oliver are being disciplined by their university for the school rag publishing material just a bit to close to the bone for the principal. In protest, Richard Todd ("Dr. Barnett") quits and is soon a spokesman for their free love style existence. Initially, he holds to his liberté, égalité, fraternité existence but the adulation and success, as well as a little romantic attention from his erstwhile student gradually corrupts his soul and soon someone is heading for a fall. It's really only at the end of this film, that we get anywhere near a point to it all. The proof that absolute power (or a variation thereof, in this case) corrupts absolutely - even those with the most benign intentions. Todd is hopeless, however - he really is a fish out fo water; MacArthur and Oliver are just too preppy and cute to evoke any sort of passion for what they are trying to achieve - indeed the whole "niceness" of the first flower-power, anti-establishment 75 minutes is quite hard to sit through. The censors rejected it... I can't think why?