Des filles à moto

For 5 years "Jeff Logan" (Ross Hagen) has been a member of a rodeo circuit which features a number of men who ride motorcycles and hang out with like-minded females who have formed a club known as the "Mini-Skirt Mob". Although the leader for the entire group is a man named "Lon" (Jeremy Slate) it turns out that a woman named "Shayne" (Diane McBain) is quite skilled at manipulating those in the group to get whatever she wants. This becomes even more pronounced when she is dumped by Jeff a few weeks earlier to marry an outsider named "Connie" (Sherry Jackson). As a result, Shayne becomes furious and decides to do whatever is necessary to break up the marriage between them--and she knows no boundaries. Now rather than reveal any more I will just say that this turned out to be a satisfactory biker film which contained good amounts of both action and drama. Likewise, the addition of several attractive actresses like Patty McCormick (as "Edie") along with the aforementioned Sherry Jackson and Diane McBain certainly didn't hurt the picture either. In any case, those viewers who enjoy movies of this type could definitely do worse and for that reason I have rated it accordingly. Average.

The name of the production company - whose product nowadays regularly features in Incredibly Strange film festivals - alone should be enough warning as to what to expect in this silly, unintentional parody. "The Mini-Skirts" consist of four girl bikers, the brevity of whose skirts is compensated by the length of their eyelashes - plus, it seems, an equal number of chromosome-challenged boyfriends. The plot mostly consists of them "terrorizing", with varying degrees of enthusiasm, the pack leader's ex-boyfriend because he is now on his honeymoon in a caravan with another gal. Much of it naturally is an excuse for shots of the females riding around the wilds of Arizona on their Triumph motorbikes. Hmmm. Wouldn't it be rather cold dressed like that, how long would those hair-do's last? You also get regular glimpses of panties. As Leonard Maltin says in his movie guidebook, those who like the title should like the film.

Actress Diane McBain plays Shayne, the leader of a group of female bikers, who call themselves the Miniskirt Mob. Shayne's ex-beau, rodeo star Jeff Logan (played by John Wayne clone Ross Hagan), dumps her to marry another woman. Crazy with jealousy, Shayne is hellbent on harassing Jeff and his new bride. And she enlists the help of her motorcycle gang, which includes her younger sister, to accomplish this.

This film is brimming-over with campy, late-60s energy. The women in the Miniskirt Mob, all wear the shortest of miniskirts, that women wore back then. They all have drop-dead gorgeous bods, and wear mile-high hair-sprayed 'dos, go-go boots, and heavy facial make-up. These women look more like 60s Vogue models, rather than tough biker chicks. Their boyfriends, who are allowed to ride with the gang, are all one dimensional oafs. These dudes drink copious amounts of beer, belch, and generally act like crude goons.

Diane McBain as Shayne, is the only cast member that truly conveys a menacing personality. The other characters seem milquetoast by comparison. Ross Hagan as Jeff Logan, gives a particularly stilted performance. Patty McCormick as Shayne's sister Edie, does gives a decent performance. She really makes the toxic sibling rivalry between Edie and Shane, seem credible. The only other cast member who gives an interesting performance, is Harry Dean Stanton. Harry plays the dim-witted cowboy, called Spook. He infuses Spook with a haunting, pathetic, yet smarter-than-he-looks quality.

The scenery in the film is gorgeous, but the lighting is a bit garishly bright. There's lots of vivid color contrasts, which gives the film quite a visual punch. The viewer can really get a sense of how uncomfortably hot the characters felt, as they sped down the highways on their bikes in the scorching, southwestern sunshine. There's also plenty of panoramic camera angles. Especially when the characters are racing around hairpin curves, while biking along deserted back roads.

This film is hilarious at times, and can also be downright annoying in some scenes. The camp factor is definitely there though, for those who like these sorts of 60s B movies. Overall, it's an entertaining film, and definitely worth a watch, especially for Diane McBain fans.

Our story concerns a pack of females known as "The Mini-Skirts" and their accompanying rough riders in mountain terrain looking for trouble against an innocent trailer couple. The only things you'll appreciate from this hopelessly dated film are some nice pairs of legs and an appearance by Harry Dean Stanton as one of the rodeo rednecks. Everything else, the bad lighting, the fragmented story, leaves an awful lot to be desired, and even the title of this "biker" picture doesn't fully live up to anyone's expectations. To add even more scorching embarrasment is the opening theme song by Patty McCormack, also one of the gang members. Those who are looking hard to find this hidden cult movie will see the light as a limited cable TV offering, but remember, you get what you deserve! RATING: *

I am a fan of Sixties motorcycle flicks, and I've seen many (but not all) of them. This is certainly one of the lesser efforts. The plot bears more than a few similarities to SATAN'S SADISTS (q.v.). In this case, it's Shayne, the psychotic female leader of The Mini Skirts (Diane McBain and her hair-do) stalking the innocent young couple along with her flunkies. It seems that the man she's after used to be "her guy," but he got wise, dumped his rodeo/biker buddies and married some hot brunette wimp from the local bank. But such treachery could not stand! First the couple is stalked, then assaulted, and the whole thing just escalates from there until finally Molotov cocktails enter the picture, leading to one of the ubiquitous gags where a stunt man wears a fire suit and runs around the desert while flaming away.

Most of the actors were totally unconvincing. I found myself thinking "these aren't real bikers, these are bourgeois middle-class Hollywood types just playacting." They didn't seem threatening at all. These chicks wouldn't have time to menace society as maintaining their giant hairdos and false eyelashes probably required a lot of effort. Yes, Harry Dean Stanton is in this, and he exhibited his usual sleazy charm. The character of the wife was annoying. I know she was supposed to be a little flitty hummingbird, but her whining became like fingernails on a chalkboard almost immediately. Plus, what real biker gang rode TRIUMPH MOTORCYCLES?! Yeah, right! I can only recommend this highly if you have a burning desire to see hot Sixties chicks in mini-skirts, go-go boots and huge hair.

Look, you people need to get way down the list of biker movies before this one comes up. Start off with THE WILD ANGELS, try HELL'S ANGELS '69, or THE CYCLE SAVAGES. SHE-DEVILS ON WHEELS is also a good pick. THE TORMENTORS is probably the most outrageous and entertaining one, if you can find it.