This is one of those train-wreck type of pictures: a tragic and major waste of money and talent, yet you just can't turn your eyes away for fear of missing something unintentionally funny. Apparently written by the guy who runs the Crazy Girls show in Las Vegas, this crazy stretch of celluloid never figures out what it wants to be; a spy film, a comedy or an erotic thriller. In the end, it's none of the above! Instead, you might call it an extended commercial for the Riviera Hotel, whose beckoning glitzy exterior is seen no less than twenty five times during the picture's 85 minute running time.
Even Leonard Maltin might have a bit of trouble summing up the plot of Crazy Girls Undercover. As far as I could tell, an international super spy is after a bad guy for killing his wife and baby daughter. To do this, he inexplicably sets himself up as the owner of the Crazy Girls Review in Vegas. His sexy troupe of hotties are not only dancers, but well-trained desert fighters as well. When they're not stripping on stage, they're either cat-fighting in the make-up room or super-sleuthing one floor below in the hidden super-spy command center(they get there by stepping into a closet).
There's another bad guy who, despite his incessant desire to play high stakes poker in a Vegas hotel suite, still wants to blow up a toxic bomb on the strip. I may have missed the reason why, but the disaster is averted and the villain's private jet is blown out of the sky with some Playstation 2-style CGI.
In the end, the super-spy finally faces off against the nasty guy who killed his family. But just before they tangle, some busty babe shows up and kills the creep before the hero has a chance to fight him; thus saving the audience from having to endure an action-filled climactic battle.
So to sum up, lots of hot chicks but little nudity, lots of talk but little plot. Lots of money spent, hardly anything to show for it.
Even Leonard Maltin might have a bit of trouble summing up the plot of Crazy Girls Undercover. As far as I could tell, an international super spy is after a bad guy for killing his wife and baby daughter. To do this, he inexplicably sets himself up as the owner of the Crazy Girls Review in Vegas. His sexy troupe of hotties are not only dancers, but well-trained desert fighters as well. When they're not stripping on stage, they're either cat-fighting in the make-up room or super-sleuthing one floor below in the hidden super-spy command center(they get there by stepping into a closet).
There's another bad guy who, despite his incessant desire to play high stakes poker in a Vegas hotel suite, still wants to blow up a toxic bomb on the strip. I may have missed the reason why, but the disaster is averted and the villain's private jet is blown out of the sky with some Playstation 2-style CGI.
In the end, the super-spy finally faces off against the nasty guy who killed his family. But just before they tangle, some busty babe shows up and kills the creep before the hero has a chance to fight him; thus saving the audience from having to endure an action-filled climactic battle.
So to sum up, lots of hot chicks but little nudity, lots of talk but little plot. Lots of money spent, hardly anything to show for it.