Scott Hunter Movies

A "let's save the business" film comparable to Malibu Bikini Shop, Bikini Drive-In, and so on, this exploitation comedy manages to be funny and sexy enough most of the time to please genre fans. The plot concerns porn star Marilyn Chambers (as herself) helping her friend save a vegetarian cafe by making the waitresses wear bikinis. Comic highlights are provided by Pamela Safaraba as Bettina Borg, a homely spinster on the neighborhood morals council who tries to shut down the bikini bistro with vociferous protests. But the point of any film like this is nudity and sex, and Bikini Bistro does okay in this department, with several scenes of nubile young hardbodies getting it on in closets and on rooftops. Okay, that is, until the final scene featuring the aging Chambers and a tweedy restaurant critic. It's shot in softer focus than usual, but enough of the ravages of time are obvious to be somewhat distasteful. Otherwise, this formulaic sex comedy is often funny and occasionally titillating assembly-line fare. ~ Robert Firsching, Rovi

This uproariously bad sci-fi horror oddity plays like a modern version of a cheesy '50s alien invasion flick, only not as clever. The filmmakers deserve some credit for throwing everything but the kitchen sink into the plot (and perhaps even the sink's in there somewhere), which involves the diabolical plans of three silver-suited aliens, played by -- ready for this? -- John Carradine, Julie Newmar (TV's Catwoman), and Tina Louise (Ginger from Gilligan's Island), who hire a couple of drunken wrench jockeys (Neville Brand and Aldo Ray) to help them abduct a bunch of lame-brained teenage campers for use in the production of a youth-restoring serum. This allows for endless riffing on the Friday the 13th scenario, as over-sexed teens are stalked by ski-masked Brand and Ray. B-movie fans should be forewarned that this film's once-in-a-lifetime acting ensemble does virtually nothing to enhance the negligible entertainment value. ~ Cavett Binion, Rovi