Malibu Express (1985)
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Jumping into Malibu Express, the first of Andy Sidaris's "Triple B" series, is really jumping into the deep end of a pool filled with things that shouldn't exist (or work!) but do. On the mustached face of it, it's a parody of Magnum P.I. (with a touch of Dukes of Hazzard, going by that dumb subplot with the racing hicks), the somewhat pointless narration clinches it, and being inspired by TV-land may be part of the formula, each loosely-connected installment as an episode of a 70s-80s TV show beamed into your home from another dimension. And that dimension allows sex and nudity on television, and lots of it. There is SO MUCH of it that it eventually became absurd, but it still doesn't read as softcore porn to me. The moments just aren't sustained enough for that. Rather, our boy Cody Abilene (and the naming schemes in this movie are glorious) is a blue collar charmer drenched in pheromones for whom all the girls want to immediately disrobe and inconveniently try to have sex with him. It's T&A but it's a joke. Malibu Express stars mostly day players and Playboy Playmates - adjust your acting expectations accordingly - Sybil Danning the only really recognizable name. The country music keeps it from sounding as dated as a film from 1985 normally would. The plot is incomprehensible - what with the nude interludes keeping you from concentrating on it - so an explanation worthy of a Silver Age comic wraps everything up at the end. Pure cinematic junk food.
I just watched this movie and I have NO idea what happened in it.
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