We were shown one in our junior year of Catholic high school. A bunch of guys from a small town went to the Big City, where they picked up some girls. Their lives were blighted thereafter, as the next Fall one failed his football (US) physical and was reported to the Health Dept., who tracked down everyone else -- including one young lady who had gotten it on with the ex-footballer. She, of course, as well as the other guys, had to be interviewed by the Health Dept. wonk in the presence of her parents and minister/priest.

In the film, everyone was repentant, but everyone ended up sterile or mad or at least embarassed. Except for the city chicks, of course.

Our reactions were threefold: the film had really, really cool music; even we knew that VD and worse lurked in the Big Cities, waiting to pounce; and why didn't they tell us which city it was so we could go there and meet some girls. Otherwise, we thought it pretty lame.

We were NOT told about preventive measures -- and not because the film was produced by the Catholic Church, which it was not. Such were simply not mentioned at all.

I can only imagine our reaction to the film about the highlighted people -- especially if the highlighting was on the crotch! Ribald wouldn't begin to describe it.

BTW, I never say a "VD film" when I was in the Army. Did see a neat flick on "Below Knee Amputations," which isn't usually shown in an Ordnance outfit.