Chris (Lance Sloane) is a teenager who is obsessed with the opposite sex - and sex with the opposite sex, for that is something outwith his means at the moment. Not that this stops him fantasising about it whenever he gets the chance, as this morning when he goes out to fetch the newspaper and imagines seeing his next door neighbour heading off on a business trip, then nipping into his house to seduce his wife and teenage daughter. Not that anything like that would happen in real life, but he can dream... and someone else he can dream about is the fashion designer, Michelle (Sylvia Kristel), across the road.
If you hadn't guessed, we were in that venerable genre the eighties teen sex comedy again, but this one was interesting for the man behind the camera, none other than Mr B.I.G. himself, Bert I. Gordon. Here was a filmmaker who had made his name with giant monster movies in the fifties, but as you can imagine by this times had moved on and cheapo creature features were not where he thought he could make a profit anymore, having given that up as late as the seventies with Empire of the Ants. But you can't keep a good man down, and by this stage he had branched out into skinflicks.
Nothing hardcore, and to be honest nothing really that distinguishable from countless others of its day, but Gordon's low budget sensibilities were served well by this style, where the only "special effect" necessary was a naked woman or ten to keep the audience interested. Though even then, many were so shoddy that you can imagine the VHS that these were most seen on were much fastforwarded to get to the nudity rather than the potential viewer sitting back and enjoying the plot. Or the jokes for that matter: when one of The Big Bet's setpieces involved our hapless hero accidentally visiting a gay holiday club complete with campy stereotypes you knew this was verging on the desperate.
As to that plot for those hardy few who were actually intrigued, it was brought about not by Sylvia - although fans of the Gordon of old might hanker for a fifty-foot-tall Emmanuelle making an appearance at some point, it was not to be - but by the new girl in school, minister's daughter Beth, played by eighties glamour girl Kim Evenson. She made a handful of unclothed appearances this decade, but never caught on particularly, though if she did have fans it was this film which they would gravitate to as it featured her at somewhere near her best, stilted acting crossed with uninhibited nature before the camera and all. Otherwise, she was your typical "nice girl" here.
But what of that bet the title references? Well, once Beth arrives, school jerk Norman (Ron Thomas) wagers his car against Chris's that Chris cannot have sex with her within about ten days. The fact that our protagonist takes this bet doesn't speak too well of him, indeed it makes him difficult to sympathise with when he's acting pretty reprehensibly, not least because the "You went out with me for a bet? You bastard!" plot was looking ancient by this point. Then there's the way he becomes slightly obsessed with Michelle to the extent that not only does he spy on her undressing, but even enters her house and takes a peek at her in the shower - and we're supposed to like this guy. Predictably, he is rewarded for his dodgy morals as he gets to live out those fantasies he keeps lapsing into, which included a broken elevator seduction with eighties pin-up Monique Gabrielle (who doesn't get a line of dialogue). If you could overlook the sleaziness of Chris, then The Big Bet was much as you'd expect, and painless for that. Music by Gary Pickus.