Three libidinous and predatory aliens take on the enticing forms of a trio of candy stripers at a hospital in a small California town. The gals are looking for guys to use as breeders in order to produce more of their nefarious species and take over our planet. It's up to a handful of resourceful teenagers to thwart the lovely, but lethal ladies before it's too late. Director/co-writer Kate Robbins whips up an entertaining schlockoid straight-to-video romps that hits all the necessary pleasingly trashy bases: there's a decent smattering of tasty gratuitous female nudity, groovy bits of over-the-top gore, a few pretty hot and fairly raunchy sex scenes, a steady pace, tacky (not so) special effects, and some neat offbeat touches (the evil extraterrestrial babes pig out on sugary sweets and can be killed with insulin!). This movie starts out a bit slow, but picks up energy and becomes more increasingly daft in its gloriously ridiculous second half. The cheerfully pulpy Grade B sensibility at work throughout further adds to the infectiously inane fun. The acceptable acting from the competent rates as another plus, with especially solid work from Brian Lloyd as likable nice guy basketball player Matt, Tori White as spunky diabetic Cherie, Nicole Rayburn as snotty cheerleader Krystal, William Edwards Jr. as the infected Joey, and Kevin Thomas Fee as macho meathead Brian. The ravishing Deanna Brooks, the luscious Serria Tawan, and the yummy Eliza Swenson are all quite sexy and delectable as the titular deadly, yet desirable outer space foxes. Geoffrey Schaef's crisp cinematography makes funky occasional use of strenuous slow motion. Patrick Brocca's spirited shuddery score hits the shivery spot. A deliciously cheesy hoot and a half.
Review of Candy Stripers
