If you are reading this review, then it is safe to assume you read the title of this film. A title like “Space Girls in Beverly Hills” is sure to bring pictures to your imagination, as it did this reviewer. Even the cover of the DVD, three boisterous babes with shiny silver costumes armed with ‘laser’ guns, helps heighten what you’re already thinking. Could this be one of those late night skin flicks we hunted for at the launch of our masturbation practices?
Nope. Not even close. Truth be known, it’s hard to figure out what this film is supposed to be. It has everything a porn film has – bad acting, ridiculous plot, terrible music, toy store props, soap opera set design and a moustache – except the sex, nudity and money shots. How could a film encompass so many elements and clichés of the adult industry and exclude the main ingredient? Was it trying to be a campy sci-fi comedy? If so, where is the laughter?
Planet Vanisia is running low on the population department. So the Queen sends three of her most righteous babes to travel space in search of some male companionship to help repopulate their territory. They crash land on Earth and bump into a moustache-sporting man that takes them in, for the obvious hopes he might get some four-some action.
That is really all that happens in this movie. There is a mess of psychedelic special effects in this movie that are reminiscent of a 70’s music video. Not only do those effects occur during space travel, but also when they fire their painfully plastic ‘laser’ guns (picture a ray gun with lights and sound effects that you get at your local dollar store).
At times, it seems that the actors forget their lines. Instead of smoothly improvising some new ones (or executing some fine editing techniques), they try their hardest to search out the correct dialogue in an excruciating waste of screen time. It also appears that this film suffers from a little thing called, “continuity.” Simple two or three shot edits are destroyed when actors change faces or positions from shot to shot.
What audience this film caters to, is difficult to see. Sci-fi geeks will steer clear of it due to its brush with porn and lack of thought. Fans of the adult world will hit the eject button on their DVD players shortly after the beginning when they realize what it is missing. If this was the late 80’s or early 90’s, USA Network may have purchased it to show on their late night weekend movie program with Gilbert Gottfried. Unfortunately, those days are long gone.
