Guys, I have a feeling those thumbs should be

going the other way.

Needless to say, the guys set out to go to palm springs for spring break. They run into "zany" characters and fart a lot. There's tons more talk about the butt, farting, and tons of sound effects to go around. Only two notable things happen in the first part of the movie. The first is that Marty has a dream about a girl he thinks is a zombie. She doesn't look like a zombie or act like one. (Unless zombies somewhere along the line got in the habit of wearing sheer shirts and showing off their nipples.) The second thing that happens is a Mexican drug dealer (the same fellow we're already seen play both Marty's Dad, a military nut, and Leroy's Dad, a ghetto Hindi Mexican hybrid.) shows up to sell them a bottle of Viagra and then a Pussy Map. Naturally the combined intelligence of our farting brethren get them more and more lost. The finally come on a small town and meet 3 hot chicks. The leader invites them to a party with her and her two cronies. One of which is a deaf mute hottie who causes one of the foulest, but possibly the funniest, lines in the movie. There's so little to enjoy in this part of the film I just can't bear to tell you what the line was. Trust me it was a shining oasis of funny in a desert of lame.

Happily things pick up from there. The head girl shows up and invites them to a pool party where each of the boys finds a gal. These girls are plenty easy. There's even one dancing and making out with a burnt up corpse and at least the corpse is appreciative and it tells her "You Dance Gooood". Everyone had a great time until night falls and all the chicks turn into zombies. A chase ensues, but in the end Randy gives himself up to the zombie hottie because.....well, because I suppose his fake pimpin' butt actually was so desperate he was gonna bang a zombie chick. To each his own I guess, but it doesn't really work out that way. Instead, Randy is disemboweled and set up like a smorgasbord. However these undead chick barely pick at his guts. I guess its true that even a zombie girl has to watch her figure. (I can hear the conversation now, "Every time I eat people it goes right to my ass.") After some fighting back with heavy weaponry that Marty's father had packed for him just in case, they run out of bullets and it looks like the end for all our heroes. There's one more strange meta twist at the end that manages to make an irrelevant film even more irrelevant.

ZGW is a movie. It had pictures, and sounds, and a soundtrack, and a title screen, and a menu. It proved that the most inept of filmmakers can manage to get their product out to the masses. It had 101 minutes of running time with over half of them devoid of the title creature, but the real problem was that the whole thing could have been condensed down to about 45 minutes to an hour and been fairly enjoyable. If you happen to want a movie that you may have enjoyed when you were twelve, then this is for you, but if you're over 18 your money is better spent on an actual Girls Gone Wild Video, or hey go all out, some porn. Treat yourself to whatever you would do with the missing hour of your life, and be glad that the good old Lightning Bug took care of this one in the lab.