None of the nubile packpackers coming ashore from the Townsville ferry take any notice of him – this waterbed salesman once one of the great, shy playboys of the western world. Some of the girls coming off the ferries make for a stretched Jeep for a good time ...apparently a bigger Yank is more attractive than an aged, fading, weedy Australian . However, some do like hopping into midget Mini Mokes .
Now geriatric Purple can’t even spell his name properly, going under the moniker ALVI , sounding like an Italian organ grinder with a capering monkey which could have been fathered by Berlusconi. At one stage Alvin Purple was as popular as Skippy the bush kangaroo, the envy of many red-blooded Aussie males , his films making lotsa boodle . The first Alvin Purple comedy film starred Graeme Blundell who now pens interesting columns in The Australian newspaper . Written by Alan Hopgood , the movie was directed by Tim Burstall and was an instant hit , despite being panned by critics . The basic storyline was that , for some strange reason , girls galore just wanted to throw themselves at mild mannered Alvin.
Gals of note who appeared in the films included Jackie Weaver and steamy Abigail. Weathered , sporting some body rust , Alvi(n) is a purple Holden Barina, with worn flower power car seats . If it dared venture onto the mainland and went interstate , officers of the NSW Highway Patrol , with guns drawn , would surely pull it over , suspecting the occupants to be those fiends , Cheech and Chong .
Full frontal view of Alvin Purple , now well and truly beyond his prime , soaking up the sun , while dreaming about those days when he drove women mad .
