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"The Mini-Skirt Mob" is no classic (which, given that title, should come as no surprise) but it delivers enough action to make it worthwhile. Diane McBain stars as the leader of a female motorcycle gang, who is determined to punish the guy who jilted her. With the aid of her companions, including biker film veteran Jeremy Slate and future cult actor Harry Dean Stanton, she proceeds to harass both her ex-boyfriend (Ross Hagen) and his mousy new bride (Sherry Jackson). Along for the ride, and good in a sympathetic role, is ex-child star Patty McCormack, as McBain's little sister. The photography is excellent as is the color, and the movie doesn't take forever to make it's point. McBain is terrific as "Shayne". Very watchable. Incidentally, McCormack sang the title song, but, on the ''MGM Midnite Movies''DVD, her vocals have been re-dubbed by an unknown male vocalist. Nevertheless, picture and sound are both excellent, and the companion feature ''Chrome And Hot Leather'' (1971) while not as good a film,looks and sounds fine, too. And since it's soon to go out of print, now's the time to grab it!.

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 Mini-Skirt Mob - sounds like the coolest girl punk band you ain't heard of, or just another AIP biker movie. It's the latter. This isn't that terrible, one guesses. No, it's knowable: this is a gosh-darn B-movie if I ever saw one. Why the gosh-darn? The movie deserves one: it's a western in biker-movie skins, and it shows a sign, oddly enough, of where its director Maury Dexter would be headed a year or so later when he made a very good low-level-action biker movie called Hell's Belles.

It's set mostly out in the desert, where the leader of the Mini-Skirt Mob, the bossy Shayne (Diane McBain rockin the hard-to-frazzle blonde-top look), is after a former cowboy who left her to settle down and marry with an ordinary girl. She and the gang and some other rodeo-party-down type guys (such as Ross Hagen and Harry Dean Stanton) basically chase after these guys till they strand them in the desert, rip their tires, and force a stand-off... a long one, that'll need some beer, and relationship drama!

There's some time during the movie where the writer tries to make this less about the bikes and more about the characters, and this is where things get a little shaky. Sometimes it's just plain hysterical trying to see these guys emote, or try to have any kind of connection. The fact is what makes the movie so entertaining is that practically everyone, even the two leads (and especially that little lady) are just stupid. Shayne might just be sadistic or mean, but there's still a level of not knowing all where its at and is only a minimal bad-ass. The keeper though is Harry Dean, always dependable in a fix for a supporting role, who is a "dumb redneck" among the group, but also isn't much in the way of being a killer. He just wants to hang out and party, and that's where the other girls in the 'Mob' want to be at. You'd think they'd go off and have crimes or party down. Nope. Have a chick as the leader, bound to have some man-drama.

If you like a biker movie way past your bedtime, you could do worse than this. Its action isn't staged too well and the acting by the two leads (Slate and Jackson) is so stiff you can feel the strain in trying to make an argument scene look halfway convincing, but some laugh out loud moments are to be had, like when we see a shot of the bikers arguing about something and a pan of the camera shows boy-scouts hearing their every word! Goodness! This is actually fairly safe stuff, nothing too dangerous actually in the way of much violence and sex.... actually, I take that back, there is one semi-awesome explosion, a couple of awesome cheesy deaths by incredible launch-off-bike, and a person runs out on fire! Nothing exciting, but its... what it is.

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.

I didn't think this movie was so bad. They had no set, no props really, and yet it served to be an entertaining story til the end. I thought Shayne was a well done evil lead lady, though she didn't seem to confident on a motorcycle, that's for sure. She did a good job at making you hate her. Her little sister was good too.

For a lot of the film, I felt sorry for the bride. But at the same time, you have to remember that she and the groom only knew each other for 3 weeks before they got married. She seemed really out of place, and that was intended.

It's the first time I had seen rodeo guys mixed with biker gangs, but I guess it makes sense. The scenes where people fell off cliffs were pretty painful to watch, I thought they did a good job staging those stunts.

All in all, the movie was entertaining and simple. I was thinking there would be more women kicking ass involved, but really it's just one woman who bosses some dudes and her sister around. It's not about a mob at all - just one evil, overly hair-sprayed lady. However, I wouldn't want to watch it again.

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.

I forgot how many of these drive in types were turned out in the 60's & 70's, but this is one no one could remember but the actors' families. What an embarrassment, especially for someone like Harry Dean Stanton, who turned out to be such a remarkable character actor, who in this film is the only "character" of note.

Diane McBaine is miscast badly. Yet, note that she allowed her hair to get messed at least once & to have a dirt smudge, of all things(!), to be placed on her face in the final chase scene.

If you are bored & need a good laugh & want to remember the old biker movies, rent this. But, if you then feel you've wasted your buck, don't say I didn't warn you!

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: *

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.

Shayne (Diane McBain) is the head roustabout and leader-in-chief of THE MINI-SKIRT MOB. Parties! Fistfights! Watusi dance-ins! Nothing is too outrageous for Shayne and her gang's reign of terror!

Things get out of hand, and someone winds up dead. Will nothing stop the sinister Shayne and her band of barbarous brigands?

Lovers of cheeeze-laden biker bilge rejoice! This mob delivers the schlock by the barrel full!

Watch for Harry Dean Stanton as a ruffian, and Patty McCormack as Shayne's cute, non-psychopathic younger sister Edie...

Diane McBain far from her salad days as a Warner Brother starlet heads the cast in The Mini-Skirt Mob. These women are mini-skirt wearing girls who with their men drive Hondas. McBain is a woman scorned because her guy Ross Hagen has up and left her and married Sherry Jackson. She and her current boyfriend Jeremy Slate are going to teach Hagen and Jackson a lesson that no one leaves McBain even if she is more than slightly psychotic.

So throughout this whole film McBain, Slate and the gang terrorize the two newlyweds. Even with Patty McCormack who is McBain's younger and saner sister siding with Hagen and Jackson, McBain don't want to hear any of it.

The sight of McBain and McCormack in their mini-skirts riding the road on those Honda may give a rise in pleasure to more than a few red blooded males in the audience. This is typical drive-in fare from the late Sixties.

It's also funny as all get out because it's so bad. But the girls are something to see.

As the title implies, this film is about mini-skirts. It is also about under-wear that is revealed by the afore-mentioned mini-skirts. There is a story, and some acting, props, etc., so perhaps the total package might qualify as a "movie". Now as far as my review, you notice that I gave it a 9 while many others are in the 2 to 4 range. This is due to high marks for honesty or better yet integrity. These guys and gals set out to film young women with short enough skirts so that a young male audience could get a glimpse of their under-pants. Since they accomplished their goal, they deserve a 9. Anything less would be un-fair. But than again, so was the rumor circulating around Van Nuys in late 1968 that a scene in this movie involved one of the females revealing she had forgotten to include panties in her costume.