Bikini Girls on Ice Geoff Klein

The plot, such that there is one, sees a group of college girls on their way to a Bikini Car Wash fundraiser get stranded at an abandoned gas station in the middle of nowhere when their bus breaks down. Attempting to make the most of a bad situation they set up a car wash there to pass the time until the bus is fixed.

The only downside is a Leatherface-wannabe madman calls this gas station home and he's intent on killing them all.

There is absolutely no originality whatsoever on display here. None! It's a cliché packed slash-fest resplendent with acres of bare flesh. It's titillation in the purest sense both to the almost exclusively male audience's desire to see unclad female forms and gory death.

But oddly both are somewhat played down. Okay, the women spend nearly the entire movie wearing only skimpy bikinis but there is only one scene where even this scant covering is dispensed with.

And for all the mad drooling and groaning from the sicko bad guy, most of the action takes place just off screen. We get to see the arm swinging the club towards the camera or thrusting a blade just out of shot. So it manages to fall short in both its principle aims for exploitation horror fans.

It's light-hearted fun - a perfect inclusion in a horror film marathon with good friends and a few beers. But not one to watch if you are after art.

Page updated 18 July, 2010