IT AIN’T: EWAN SANDERSON EXPLORES THE LEGENDARY BIKINI BANDIDS
The film also works as extreme-advertising for director Stephen Grasse’s
successful chain of highly unusual grocery stores, with the bandits proclaiming
“F*** you, G-Mart” at almost every turn. The action is even
broken with excerpts from the G-Mart shopping channel, hosted by dodgey
salesman, Sam (“everyone knows you can never own enough firearms”)
and his amorous assistant, Mercedes.
The original series shot to fame on internet film channel, AtomFilms, prompting Grasse to piece the episodes together into a full, hour long, feature. The result is an extremely fragmented 60 minutes of fun. This is exaggerated by the occasional cartoon dialogues between Grasse and editor Gabe Imlay, which concentrate on the stressed-out director’s fears about the film’s lack of coherence (“Gabe, if I didn’t know anything about this, I’d be really confused by now”).
it’s best not to get too bogged down and just revel in the outrageous
humour. Not only does the late Dee Dee Ramone contribute to the rocking
soundtrack, he also cameos as none other than “Pope” Ramone.
Arriving at Bethlehem just in the nick of time, the rock legend very capably
saves the Virgin Mary from the seductive hands of the Bandits before leading
them all to victory against a lascivious Satan (Maynard James Keenan) -
despite the latter’s impressive, laser-firing strap-on.
Poking fun at every US icon from Betsy Ross to Batman (we get to meet the evil Homo the Gay Clown, who, Joker like, drugs the girls with perfume from his button hole flower before tying them up with balloons), Bikini Bandits is a whistle stop tour of American bad taste. In one revealing scene a despondent Feldman, no doubt bemoaning another career-wrecking move, groans “they said we were going to make art! But it isn’t art.”
Sorry Corey, it isn’t. But it’s jolly good fun!
Bikini Bandits was screened at the Portobello Film Festival (www.portobellofilmfestival.com) in August.
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