Nostalgia gets another workout in Buster and Billie. Screenplay, conventionally directed by Daniel Petrie, has a good deal of charm and veristic detail until its romantic tale crashes in a last-reel melee of unmotivated violence.
On the surface pic is just 1948 Georgia graffiti. Jan-Michael Vincent and Pamela Sue Martin are the town sweethearts, petting heavily in his truck but delaying further action until their imminent wedding day. Meanwhile, the stags all get theirs from Joan Goodfellow, a rather dumpy blonde from the other side of the tracks.
Feeling more frustrated than usual, Vincent also pays the glumly obliging Goodfellow a visit one night, then finds himself falling in love with her.
The slim plot raises psychological questions that could have been profitably explored.