A group of women is trying to demand that the government give them the right to go out naked in the streets. They seem to be trying to turn things around as the film embodies a liberal journalist named Wyeth, who sees the potential in the story and connects herself with these militant girls.
With's rapid and multiple changes of heart fly fast and furious in the film's first act, making it difficult to get a handle on either her motivations or her basic character.
"Free the Nipple" is a bright, scrappy satire inspired by a real-life movement to nationally legalize a woman's right to go topless in public - just like a man can.
This is kind of didactic topical movie that distributes its rhetoric evenly between characters with clear distinction as to who's playing devil's advocate to the other one's points.
Its meandering storyline, poorly drawn characters and lifeless scenes are, at their best, merely predictable and bland. When things go wrong - and man, do they go wrong - it's just embarrassing.
It's too rare for movies to depict women working together as friends to effect political change, and this one makes it seem righteous, loud, and fun as a rock concert.
Yes, breasts are a beautiful, natural, baby-nourishing thing, and they've been bizarrely shamed and oversexualized in American culture-but writer-director Lina Esco's amateurish debut is not the film to set them free.
