I suppose you can't really expect too much from a film with the title SPACE GIRLS IN BEVERLY HILLS and that's exactly what you get: not too much. This is an extraordinarily low budget sci-fi spoof about a bevy of alien beauties who arrive on Earth looking for menfolk. If the story sounds familiar, it's virtually a gender-swap re-tread of '80s comedy EARTH GIRLS ARE EASY.There really isn't any point in spending too much time on listing the problems with this film because they're myriad. The staging, acting, and quality of the special effects are all very bad indeed and I think the floating cat is perhaps the nadir of the film, although the song and dance later on will have you cringing. Worse than all of these is the script itself, which strives time and time again to be funny but simply isn't. Among the stilted performers you may spot Scream Queen Julie Strain as the head alien. Despite all the problems, I still won't rate this as the lowest of the low, purely because there are even worse films out there.

Viewed until it proved too much for me at the Festival du Film, Cannes 2010Bad in every respect, Space Girls in Beverly Hills is the absolute nadir of ego-driven, no talent film making. All concerned are clearly having a great time but it should be illegal to inflict such suffering on a paying audience! Isn't there something in the US constitution or legal code about cruel and unusual punishment being forbidden? At best, at the very best, the film looks like a cheap and tacky piece of porn - but with all the sex edited out. If so, maybe the makers should put it back in and give us something worth watching. Except... the actors, both male and female, reek of skank and one of the reasons I baled out was the fear that sooner or later they might indeed show some skin. Burning books is wrong, burning films, if this one's at the top of the bonfire, would be a very good thing.