There's only so many ways we can say a movie is just kinda ok. It's not the worst but it has problems like any late period Elvis film. A subplot involving an artist commune provides the worst scene in the movie followed immediately by its best. So yeah our attention was pretty much easy come, easy go.
Morgan still hates go-go dancing. Near the end, Matt reads Roger Ebert's one star review of this picture. Then we finish by poking holes in an IMDB fact claiming Elvis met Jackie Chan. Not likely.