The Bomb in the Attic

The editor of a strait-laced national magazine for “young adults” is bound to be a clean-living, high-minded individual -- especially one who has just been appointed to a presidential committee investigating juvenile delinquency. But then, you haven’t met Freddie Lazenby.

When an old army buddy turned sociologist asks if he may store some boxes in Freddie’s attic, our hero innocently complies. In no time at all, Freddie discovers that his friend’s unspecified scientific project is disastrously Kinsey-like: the material contained in the boxes represents the hottest collection of pornography north of Mexico. Even more appalling, his sociologist friend has made arrangements to add to his collection, using Freddie as a middleman. Chaos prevails: the Committee sets its sights on obscene literature as the major cause of juvenile crime, and Freddie -- haplessly wheeling and dealing in the pornography trade -- finds himself in the absurd position of a man chasing himself.

One fast, hilarious episode follows another as Freddie attempts to keep his shady associates at bay while concealing the terrible truth from his wife, his employers, and his fellow committee members. The result is mayhem and many a riotous moment.