Plot-- a bunch of sexy gals, boyfriends and a cycle gang take over a failing gas station and run competition against the powerful station owner across the street. So guess who's got the advantage.
Too bad my highschool graduation wasn't like the movie's dress-dropping ceremony. Then maybe I wouldn't have had to get drunk after the long boring speeches. And, oh wow, what a great bunch of gas station cuties whose tops sort of come and go, while the shorts cling tighter than their shapely skins. And guess who stands out front the station to get drivers' attention-- I'll be pulling in any second now. OK, the flick's not exactly a cerebral exercise, but I do like the way the youngsters unite to make a go of their gas pump enterprise, sort of like talent at the grassroots . Plus, it ain't easy since they're up against faceless big business pulling strings behind the station across the street. And get a load of Mr. Friendly who runs the station across from them. He's about as friendly as a kick in the pants, with a mug ugly ennough to rattle a statue.
Anyway, good to see old timer Huntz Hall picking up a payday after all those years with Leo Gorcey and the Bowery Boys. All in all, the fick could have used tighter editing and snappier direction; nevertheless it's a fun way to pass an evening, especially for the guys. Meanwhile, I'll be checking out my neighborhood for a Joe's where I can at last 'fill 'er up' the way I've always wanted to!
Too bad my highschool graduation wasn't like the movie's dress-dropping ceremony. Then maybe I wouldn't have had to get drunk after the long boring speeches. And, oh wow, what a great bunch of gas station cuties whose tops sort of come and go, while the shorts cling tighter than their shapely skins. And guess who stands out front the station to get drivers' attention-- I'll be pulling in any second now. OK, the flick's not exactly a cerebral exercise, but I do like the way the youngsters unite to make a go of their gas pump enterprise, sort of like talent at the grassroots . Plus, it ain't easy since they're up against faceless big business pulling strings behind the station across the street. And get a load of Mr. Friendly who runs the station across from them. He's about as friendly as a kick in the pants, with a mug ugly ennough to rattle a statue.
Anyway, good to see old timer Huntz Hall picking up a payday after all those years with Leo Gorcey and the Bowery Boys. All in all, the fick could have used tighter editing and snappier direction; nevertheless it's a fun way to pass an evening, especially for the guys. Meanwhile, I'll be checking out my neighborhood for a Joe's where I can at last 'fill 'er up' the way I've always wanted to!