With the annual Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue hitting shelves this past week, it seems as good a time as any for one of the many musical contributions from the 1991 swimsuit slasher Bikini Island. A B-Sides you can enjoy even with the sound off.
Bikini Island has a bit of an interesting pedigree in that it was produced in part by the swimsuit company Ujena, which also published the magazine Swimwear Illustrated to help promote its products. What better way to promote your swimsuits and your swimsuit magazine than with a direct-to-video thriller about swimsuit models, photographers, and the rest of the crew on a swimsuit magazine shoot being killed off one-by-one?
Bikini Island is quite the odd duck of a movie. Despite its R rating and the premise, there’s not much gore and surprisingly little T&A. It’s not quite a slasher flick, nor is a comedy, but...
Bikini Island has a bit of an interesting pedigree in that it was produced in part by the swimsuit company Ujena, which also published the magazine Swimwear Illustrated to help promote its products. What better way to promote your swimsuits and your swimsuit magazine than with a direct-to-video thriller about swimsuit models, photographers, and the rest of the crew on a swimsuit magazine shoot being killed off one-by-one?
Bikini Island is quite the odd duck of a movie. Despite its R rating and the premise, there’s not much gore and surprisingly little T&A. It’s not quite a slasher flick, nor is a comedy, but...
- 2/16/2013
- by Foywonder
- DreadCentral.com
The problem with too many "literary" songwriters is that their songs serve their words, not the other way around. A drably perfect example is Waiting In Vain, the debut by former Wooden Wand And The Vanishing Voice frontman James Jackson Toth. Where Wooden Wand benefited from an early-t. Rex folk fixation and shrooms the size of Bikini Island, Toth's solo work is careful, measured, and mannered. And dull. "Look In On Me" jumps up and down—lethargically, of course—to point out how much it resembles an outtake from Imagine, and "The Park" squanders its energy on melodies that evaporate the instant they touch air. But Toth's lyrics shine: Even as songs like "My Paint"—basically a sterilized Wooden Wand tune—fade to nothingness, Toth whips up some vividly imagistic couplets and seemingly playful turns of phrase that leave an acrid aftertaste. Which would be great if Waiting In Vain was a.
- 8/5/2008
- by Jason Heller
- avclub.com
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