Pleasure Planet

A bit like if Pitch Black were filmed in the 80s, made no sense, was about a female rock band and rubbish.

Some of the songs are good but the background music playing on a loop is deeply annoying and the cast just keep on repeating the same lines over and over. There is about two sentences of plot in the entire thing.

Overall this collection of clips and songs is barely a movie, it is stylised for sure, but that is really all it has. It's an extended 80s music video and nothing else. If you like that type of thing then great, for everyone else it's a pass.

"Vicious Lips" is set in the far future, where a band finally gets the opportunity for That Breakthrough Gig -- if they can make it to an "in" club on another planet in time...

Given that the plot features no major twists, turns or surprises, given that the set is extremely trashy, the number of locations limited and the choice of them not overly inspired, Vicious Lips seems like a longish episode of the original Star Trek sans the familiarity with the characters we all know and love -- so whatever persuaded me to rate it "excellent"?

I'm a sucker for Big Hair, and The Music of the Eighties, both of which the movie has plenty of, since the all-girl band's guitar-and-synth sound is vaguely reminiscent of the early Kim Wilde's, if both "rockier" and catchier (and a lot like that of "Radioactive Dreams", another Albert Pyun-movie of that era with a more coherent plot, but no big hair). Last but not least, the general air of ultra-trash somehow utterly fails to be annoying, lending a certain charm to the movie instead, soon turning the initial impression ("Hey, I could do that!") into a burning desire to phone up all your friends:

"Let's make a movie!"

Given what I would imagine was a limited budget with access to a limited talent pool, the movie has its moments. Albeit some of them are so bad it hurts to watch, there are a lot of really odd and entertaining scenes based on an interesting premise of galactic rock bands touring the universe. The acting is subpar verging on bloody awful and its funny bad. Yet, somehow the quirky 80's sound track and dubious music are a character of their own and help support the open failure at the thespian art. It's pretty telling when a movie isn't released in any form for 25 years after it was made. Man it's bad but worth a view especially if you're an affionado of B movies.

Vicious Lips is like a wild but bad trip - without doubt the movie is one of a few but the reasons why you should watch this movie are not the story nor the acting or that wild mix of a story (a little Rocky Horror Picture Show shining through): watch this wonder if you want 80s hairstyle galore, listening to 80s rock music a la Heart (the band who got some fame in the 80s) and 80s fashion with all its unique but terrible taste. Last but not least, director Albert Pyun is responsible for this "gem" - I know and like mostly his post-apocalyptic trash gems like Cyborg (van Damme!), Omega Doom (Rutger Hauer) and Radioactive Dreams (Michael Dudikoff). My exact rate for Vicious Lips is 3 + 1 for all those happy memories of the 80s evoked by this work of trash and the few moments of horror added.

In a neon drenched future, a struggling all girl band, The Vicious Lips, recruits teenage Judy Jetson to replace their missing lead and escape Earth for the biggest gig in the galaxy only to crash on a hostile desert planet crawling with danger.

This is possibly the greatest "future band" film never to leave the 1980s. It radiates lazy '80s charm, big hair, smoke machines, synth punk attitude, and a day glo palette that practically screams from every frame. The music, largely led by Dru Anne Perry, is surprisingly strong and drives the film's momentum with genuine energy. Credit to Michael McCarty and his music team for delivering some genuinely good '80s tracks.

Vicious Lips clearly laid the groundwork for Paul Verhoeven's three breasted woman bar scene in Total Recall. There's other makeup prosthetic effects that would show up in Empire Pictures and Fullmoon films like Arena (1989), and Oblivion (1994) to name a few.

Lead actresses Perry (as Judy), stunning Gina Calabrese, Linda Kerridge, and Shayne Farris all commit to their roles, bringing sass and swagger even when the script leaves them with little. The charisma and look are there it's just the narrative that stutters. Radioactive Dream Nightclub owner Maxine Mortogo (Mary Anne Graves) is a memorable screen presence, a Sean Young, Lady Gaga type before either Gaga was a fixture, along with her creepy, pointy tooth aide Milo, played by Christian Andrews. The wacky manager Matty Asher (Anthony Kentz) brings the over the top, sleazy energy to the cheap scifi sets and low rent Star Wars ships, exactly what you'd expect from this kind of intergalactic yarn.

Shot in under a week on a low budget, the film is severely limited by its resources. Albert Pyun's direction has moments of visual flair, but questionable editing choices and erratic framing often undermine the momentum. It does have some interesting makeup effects, and the film works best when neon drenched. The desert sequence, which takes up much of the second half, is atmospheric but padded, dragging out the already thin storyline.

As an Empire Pictures' movie, with Charles Band lightly involved, it's not as cohesive as Prison Ship: Star Slammer released the same year. Don't expect the likes of Albert Pyun's Cyborg, The Sword and the Sorcerer, or even Nemesis either, it's more zero budget Howard the Duck mixed with the oddity The Apple (1980) at times.

Still, what Vicious Lips lacks in polish, it makes up for in B-movie atmosphere. The glowing sets, overexposed neon, and synthetic score create a weirdly hypnotic tone. It may not be great cinema, but it's cult material through and through.

Overall, Vicious Lips is a flawed relic limited in scope and cinematography but drenched in sci fi pop energy. A neon artifact from an era when drive and luna madness tried to triumph over budget.