OK. It's a skiing comedy. Now that you know that, guess the plot.
If you thought anything else besides "Lovable dweebs and stoners have
to keep snobby rich dudes from taking over the mountain," shame on you. I
guess there is no other possible plot for a skiing comedy. I'll bet I've
seen ten would-be comedies about skiing and snowboarding, and they all
revolve around that very same premise.
This one does have a slight twist to it. One of the lovable losers
turns into a werewolf and
eventually decapitates and disembowels some of the snobs.
As ski comedies go, this makes that awful one with Tom Green look like
an episode of Masterpiece Theater. The acting in this film is so
over-the-top that it makes the cast of F-Troop seem like the Royal
Shakespeare Company. The bad guy is so one-dimensionally evil that he
makes Mr. Burns seem as lovable and sincere as Jimmy Stewart. Except Mr.
Burns is funny when he's over-the-top. Trent Zaaga is just hyperactive. If
this script had been produced in 1966, Larry Storch would have played
Trent's role ...
... and would have been more subtly nuanced.
You haven't heard the worst news. The acting is much stronger than the
script. And the script beats the hell out of the production values. If you
look at the image in the DVD section, you can see the gritty realism of
the werewolf make-up.
The film does have one thing which we have to consider a positive from
the point of view of celebrity nudity: a four minute sex scene involving a
woman with freakishly large natural breasts. The woman in question is an
adult film star and model named Alix Lakehurst. (And a definite Oscar
So it has that goin' for it. That's the only positive other than the
fact that the ... er ... "film" is only 71 minutes long including the
credits on both ends, so the agony is brief ...
... but still agonizing.