It's been a long time since the Spice Girls were so inescapable that you wanted to invade their flat, tie them up, have your way with your personal favorite, and then put a bullet in each of their heads, so now it's almost possible to look at them with like objectivity or whatever. And as it turns out, they really weren't that bad. Sure, their music blows goats, but this flick is no worse than any other wacky, zany movie full of jokes so old they need to be carbon dated that's been thrown together solely to pimp some talentless, hack band (example: Help!). Which is to say it's fucking terrible, but at least there's a plethora (that means a lot) of hot ass on hand, although the only ones we actually see are male, which is either hilariously ironic or a complete fucking hose job, and I don't think this movie is smart enough to be ironic. Another disappointment comes when the Spice Girls have a close encounter of the third kind in the woods- couldn't those aliens have probed at least one of them? At any rate, if you want to see a bunch of (mostly) hot chicks run around acting goofy, either throw a decent party once in a while or settle for watching this.

Recommended second feature: Josie and the Pussycats.