This gem of a movie was my first and most memorable "interactive" experience at a movie theatre ever!
Not only was the theatre a full house, but given who the scantly loin cloth star of the movie was, the audience was comprised of mainly relatively young males such as myself and my best friend. It was like going to see the Man Show, with Adam Corola and that other obnoxious fuck of a host (What's his name ?).
With suspension of belief, as well as our tongue and cheeks, firmly in check, the movie begins innocently enough, but within 15 minutes quickly succumbs to its incredibly horrible production, acting and directing. The actress's appearance -- which is the reason we went, and I suspect the reason every other male was there -- quickly takes a backseat to its cartoon quality. Clever quips, putdowns and laughter could be heard all over the theatre as different seating sections would "talk" to the screen with an uncanny rythym. It wasn't meant to be a comedy, but it was so hard to leave this dog with the chemistry that had assembled for this one showing. It was definitely a case where the crowd made the movie, but it also makes me wonder about studio executives which approve these duds year after year. Horrible, just horrible.
...It did have one saving grace -- Sheena is shown bathing next to a waterfall. Yum, yum!
