We've got a thing for the backwoods: those homey hillbillies, all bubblin' crude. Our fascination was fed homespun slop like Gator Bait, Walking Tall, and 2,000 Maniacs. But we hadn't heard the last howls from the hollers. In the early seventies, a spate of hillbilly sex comedies wandered out of the boondocks, most produced by the indomitable Harry Novak: Midnight Plowboy, Tobacco Roody, and the best of the clan, Pigkeeper's Daughter. This is really silicon implants meet sour mashers-a hick harem of buxom farm girls who take their clothes off faster than white lightnin'. The comely cornpone star of Pigkeeper's Daughter is Moonbeam Swiner (Terry Gibson), who's pushin' nineteen and hasn't been hitched. Problem is she spends her time with her little piggly-wiggly Lord Hamilton instead of makin' bacon with the local hunks. Like the classic hillbilly yarns, Pigkeeper's Daughter has got horny hayrides, traveling salesmen, a shotgun wedding, and plenty of tusslin' in the trough.