The Film Crew: Wild Women of Wongo (2007)
Once again, Mike Nelson, Kevin Murphy, and Bill Corbett return to riff a crappy movie, and boy, is this one a stinker! I would love to tell you what Wild Women of Wongo is about. I’d love to be able to go into precise detail about every story element and analyze it with the dry yet biting humor of John Cleese and the wisdom that only years of pretending to pay attention in film school while actually just checking out the chicks can bring.
But I can’t, because I am not Mr. Cleese, though I am fully capable of doing a silly walk. As for the film school thing, I’m an overachiever. I paid attention in class while checking out the chicks!
But the real reason I cannot do all of the above is simple. It’s because this movie eats!
Seriously, I have watched the film repeatedly and I have no clue whatsoever what’s happening, why it’s happening, or what the point of it all is. To ask a person to summarize this movie is to ask the impossible. Unfortunately, I volunteered for this, so I’m in it whether I like it or not.