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After “Attack of the 50ft Cam-Girl,” I assume Full Moon and director Jim Wynorski just thought “Aw, Fuck it” and went ahead with a trilogy of films. What started as yet another iteration of “Attack of the 50ft Woman” transformed into what are now a trilogy of cheaply made, tongue in cheek schlockfests where the main attraction is the giant, busty women knocking heads with one another. They wear tight, short clothing, and tower over the male characters, and there’s a ton of innuendo and double entendres thrown at the audience.
A planet of giantesses known as Buxomis, battles ensue with their giant warriors and their last standing champion known as Spa-Zor (Kiersten Hall) is looking for a new challenger. She inexplicably finds it on Earth with Beverly Wood, the prima donna who became a giant in the first movie. Meanwhile Beverly is a construction worker for some reason who works with her new boyfriend by day, and waits for a cure. She’s also challenged by a local fighter named Anna Conda who wants to grow large and fight her. There’s a lot of plot for a movie barely entering in to an hour in length.
Not counting the flashbacks to the first movie, and the credits, it’s at least a fifty minute movie with so much plot crammed in. While no one will ever accuse these movies of being high art, they do have their own appeal, I guess, and in their own way they are charmers. And no, I am not a Macrophiliac; however, since giant porn is apparently more popular than ever, Wynorski and co. capitalize on that for all it is worth. The fun is trying to figure out how they probably filmed most of their shots, as a majority of the settings in the film are staged in one large, two story house in the Hollywood Hills, and the occasional parking lot here and there. There are also a ton of miniatures and scale props implemented, which is pretty funny.
I’m still not sure why a giant needs a hard hat, and if the giants live in a planet where everything is to scale, how do they know that they’re giants? In either case, Ivy Smith is painfully gorgeous, and the rest of the women are nothing to sneeze at either (ahem-Lisa London).
It’s an hour long glorified comedy skit posing as a scifi cheapie; I could think of worse ways to spend my time.