As a 29-year-old woman, I'm not the target audience for Bitch Slap. But what the hey, I enjoy a good female-driven schlock-fest, so I popped it in the ol' DVD player. And watching this Death Proof wannabe without the clever dialogue, I must say I had a pretty good time.
There's something gratuitously gratifying about a B movie that's exactly that. In that regard, Bitch Slap pulls no punches, checking off each corny element with precision. Bad green screen? Check. Amateur acting? Check. Monkey-at-typewriter dialogue? Check. Scads of blood, cleavage, and blood on cleavage? Check, check and check. Throw in plenty of girl-on-girl action in every way, shape and form imaginable and a cameo by Kevin Sorbo and it's a dirty Barbie party.
The plot is a vaguely intertwined series of unfortunate events involving a diamond heist and international espionage that makes Austin Powers look like Quantum of Solace. But who really cares? No one watches a B movie for the plot. Bitch Slap is a fun DVD diversion that enables the viewer to idly watch while doing dishes, making dinner and checking email, then collapse on the couch, giggling hysterically and fully giving in to the ridiculosity.
Amid a sea of straightfaced Academy Award-nominee wannabes, escapism is very much in order. And Bitch Slap delivers exactly that.
Special features include a documentary on the making of a B movie.
Film: 3 Yaps
DVD extras: 2 Yaps