The Bare Wench Project

The makers of this film decided that somethings are not important in a film featuring four attractive women willing to be naked. Things such as charecter development, drama, or even that troublsome plot and dialogue. But that's OK this isn't some artsy fartsy like movie like those Farrelly Brothers always put out. No, this is soft core porn. An it's unapologetic about it's standing in celluoid history. There are no attempts to make a plot here. The Blair Witch Project was used as a plot vehicle to make this understood without having to explain what's going on. So the plot was replaced by a setting. Dialogue was replaced by moaning, acting was replaced by mammary glands, and atmosphere was never even considered. How can I bash this movie and still like it? I'm one of the male gender of the species, we're allowed to contradict all logic when faced with a naked woman. even if it's only on TV

Well, this may be one of the worst movies ever, but atleast there are some nice t*ts in it. The movie is a very bad spoof of The Blair Witch Project, and should be watched only by those wanting to see some t*ts, and NO point other than to flaunt them.

Well, I have certainly seen worse soft-core parody films. The best part of this one was that they kept the nudity restricted to the girls, and we were not subjected to naked men. Sorry, ladies and gays, this movie is not for you. The plot, writing, and dialog were terrible, but this is after all a parody and I suppose that they were aiming for camp. They missed. But the girls were very pretty, aside from the badly overdone silicone jobs. Nikki Fritz and Lorissa McComas looked very nice. Oddly for me, who usually prefers brunettes, I liked the two blonde girls much more. Props to Antonia Dorian for her lovely natural-appearing boobies. And for whatever reason Julie K. Smith struck me as the prettiest of the bunch, with the least bad acting. (It's hard to critique an actress when this is the material she has to work with.) So, you can check it out as a breast fest, but it has no other redeeming qualities.

I'm a fan of Jim Wynorski movies, don't get me wrong, but this flick left a whole lot to be desired. First off, we get a group of sorority sisters (four of them, no less) alone in the woods with only one guy "protecting" them.

Anyone else see the sexual possibilities there?

You could have lesbian scenes a plenty, or maybe the guy pairing off with each girl at different times, or even one big orgy, but we get none of that. Nope, none. Just a few seconds of Lorissa McComas and Nikki Fritz kissing, bare-breasted. Yep.

There was a moderate amount of nudity, but far less than what you would expect Cinemax has on in the middle of the night on a Friday. Julie Strain makes an appearance as the Bare Wench herself.

Oh, did I mention this is a parody of "The Blair Witch Project"? You get most of the scenes you see in the real movie....they lose the map, get lost, yell at each other, the only guy disappears, and when they go look for him.....they find weird stuff left behind. They've even got the "shaky camera" feel to it.

Look for Julie K. Smith doing Heather Donahue's "I'm sorry" speech with the flashlight from the actual movie. Looking straight up at her face from below, you see these two large mounds obscuring your view.....yep, now that's a sight to see.

All in all, it's painfully short and not too straining on the senses. Look for a cameo by Andy Sidaris (yes, Andy Sidaris, no kidding) as a local store owner named Dick Bigdickian. Don't laugh too hard at that name, please. It's real hard not to, because I know I did!

Sex: D- Women: B+ Story: C- Overall: C-

Wynorski films are always excreble. This is just another case in point. Out of the five naked women shamelessly flaunted here, MAYBE one has real breasts. And that's a strong MAYBE. No humor, no gore, just boobies, boobies, boobies. And some tepid softcore lesbo action. But know what? For fifty cents less than this video rental, I could have rented legitimate porn. Do I feel cheated? With Wynorski, always. So I prepared myself for a letdown, as one must always do.