Diane McBain, with her inflatable hair, plays the leader of the Mini-Skirt Mob. In case you forget the name of the gang, the back of their jackets says "Mini-Skirt Mob." The other "stars" of this mess include Jeremy Slate, Sherry Jackson, Harry Dean Stanton, Patty McCormack, and Ross Hagen (as Jeff Logan). I have no idea why "as Jeff Logan" has to follow Hagen's name in the credits, unless he had a good agent - but then, that agent should have gotten him out of this gig.
Hagen (as Jeff Logan) is a former member of the gang, and has just married Jackson. This annoys McBain, who had a fling with Hagen and now decides to make his life miserable. So she and her gang of in-bred morons descend upon Hagen's trailer and annoy the hell out of him and Jackson. However, it's all in good fun. After minutes of nothing happening, McBain and the crud accost the pair in another locale. This time, the mob beats down Hagen, while McBain b-slaps Jackson an infinite number of times. Oh, what fun. Finally, Hagen gets his rifle and shoos everyone away. Out on the highway, one of the gang members is killed when his bike goes off the road during a taunting session with Hagen and his trailer.
Next, the mob corners Hagen and Jackson in their trailer out in the Arizona desert. Nice scenery, by the way. Patty McCormack, playing McBain's sister, pleads with the gang to call off the vendetta, to no avail. So we have to sit for around 50 minutes while the gang decides how best to "off" the pair. This gives McBain the opportunity to pour out a monologue on how snakes swallow mice whole, and gives the rest of us an opportunity to throw up.
Meanwhile, back in the trailer, Jackson is whining and Hagen is converting his propane tank into a flame thrower, which he never gets to use. Slate, who is too stupid to be a psychopath, creates some Molotov cocktails and hurls them at the trailer. This does not end well for one of the cast members, who gets char-broiled. Eventually, the protagonists and antagonists square off in the desert, with predictable results.
This film is just fine if your idea of a good time is to see women pushed around, slapped, slugged, and killed. The b-word flies around like crazy. McBain is particularly sadistic, and her coif looks like it was blown up with an air compressor. McCormack spends most of the film looking disgusted, either because she is hanging out with these moral derelicts, or because she was cast in this film. I'd heard of Hagen (as Jeff Logan) but had never seen him act. After this performance, I can safely say I still haven't seen him act. Jackson is annoying, despite her great looks. Stanton plays a dumb hick. Three boy scouts make cameo appearances.
The music is okay, except for the title tune, which Patty McCormack belts out (although it sounds like a guy):
"Disregard their good looks, They're just a bunch of dirty crooks, With skirts showin' plenty of knee, That's the Mini-Skirt Mob, On another spree."
Hagen (as Jeff Logan) is a former member of the gang, and has just married Jackson. This annoys McBain, who had a fling with Hagen and now decides to make his life miserable. So she and her gang of in-bred morons descend upon Hagen's trailer and annoy the hell out of him and Jackson. However, it's all in good fun. After minutes of nothing happening, McBain and the crud accost the pair in another locale. This time, the mob beats down Hagen, while McBain b-slaps Jackson an infinite number of times. Oh, what fun. Finally, Hagen gets his rifle and shoos everyone away. Out on the highway, one of the gang members is killed when his bike goes off the road during a taunting session with Hagen and his trailer.
Next, the mob corners Hagen and Jackson in their trailer out in the Arizona desert. Nice scenery, by the way. Patty McCormack, playing McBain's sister, pleads with the gang to call off the vendetta, to no avail. So we have to sit for around 50 minutes while the gang decides how best to "off" the pair. This gives McBain the opportunity to pour out a monologue on how snakes swallow mice whole, and gives the rest of us an opportunity to throw up.
Meanwhile, back in the trailer, Jackson is whining and Hagen is converting his propane tank into a flame thrower, which he never gets to use. Slate, who is too stupid to be a psychopath, creates some Molotov cocktails and hurls them at the trailer. This does not end well for one of the cast members, who gets char-broiled. Eventually, the protagonists and antagonists square off in the desert, with predictable results.
This film is just fine if your idea of a good time is to see women pushed around, slapped, slugged, and killed. The b-word flies around like crazy. McBain is particularly sadistic, and her coif looks like it was blown up with an air compressor. McCormack spends most of the film looking disgusted, either because she is hanging out with these moral derelicts, or because she was cast in this film. I'd heard of Hagen (as Jeff Logan) but had never seen him act. After this performance, I can safely say I still haven't seen him act. Jackson is annoying, despite her great looks. Stanton plays a dumb hick. Three boy scouts make cameo appearances.
The music is okay, except for the title tune, which Patty McCormack belts out (although it sounds like a guy):
"Disregard their good looks, They're just a bunch of dirty crooks, With skirts showin' plenty of knee, That's the Mini-Skirt Mob, On another spree."