Raunchy, Explosive 80s Action Thriller It’s the R-rated Charlie’s Angels you’ve been looking for.
Written by Robert Scucci | Published
As I’ve said before, I have a weird relationship with the media during broadcasts because I’ll just throw in a topic that looks interesting without first digging into the phone and its development. When I watched 1989’s Savage Beach, my first thought was, “This is so similar Hard Ticket to Hawaii (1987), but if it played more Charlie’s Angels.” As it turns out, Savage Beach is part of the film series Triple B (Bullets, Bombs, and Babes) directed by Andy Sidaris. Other articles in the series, except for Hard Ticket to Hawaiicombine The Malibu Express (1985), The Picasso Trigger (1988), Hero’s Day (1996), and the sequel, Return to Savage Beach (1998)
If there’s one thing you should know before jumping in Savage Beachor the other topics mentioned above, that these movies are violent, horrifically violent, and depict sex in the worst possible way. Savage Beach it basically plays like any low-budget action movie you’ve ever seen, but it’s led by a strong cast of scantily clad women who are always ready for a wardrobe change before firing more rounds from their machine guns.
Bullets, Bombs, and Children
When Savage Beach first he introduces us to his comedic heroines, Donna Hamilton (Dona Speir) and Taryn (Hope Marie Carlton), who successfully get off drugs. They find a stash of cocaine hidden inside a tricky pineapple, their guns explode in flames, and it’s soon discovered that no one should mess with them. Then they celebrate in a hot tub with other special agents.
When Donna and Taryn are called upon to deliver vaccines and supplies to the Philippines, they jump at the chance, but not before loading their survival packs with enough guns to handle any sticky situation. Although Donna and Taryn are special pilots, they are no match for the brutal storm that awaits their plane, which causes them to crash on a desert island. Before they could find the whole place, they quickly decided to take a dip on the beach.
As luck would have it, a group of military personnel led by Captain Andres (John Aprea) arrives on the same island in search of buried treasure that was lost during World War II. Captain Andres knows where to look because he has access to the most sophisticated computer technology and floppy disk that 1989 had to offer. Outrun by dangerous men bent on killing anyone who gets in their way, it’s up to Donna and Taryn to take out the enemy, repair their plane, and resume their mission.
Slock And Awe at Its Finest
In a way that is as insultingly simple as a plot Savage Beach arguably, Dona Speir and Hope Marie Carlton stole every scene they were in. The mercenary sequence is necessary to get the consistency of the story, but it’s the survival scenes that make this thing work. When a suitably confused Donna, sleeping with a gun in her lap, was awakened by a branch snapping in the distance, she opened fire and accidentally killed a rooster. He removes it and suddenly suggests that they need to get a new alarm clock. In the next scene, he and Taryn roast a bird over a fire and eat it like nothing happened, not the least bit shocked that they just pumped an innocent rooster full of lead.
Through a modern lens, Savage Beach it can be seen as exploitative, and it’s easy to understand why. You can call this thing Cleavage: The Movie and no one can argue that it should have a different title. But it’s also subverting the action movie tropes of its era because there isn’t a single damsel in distress to be found. Every woman in the Savage Beach it’s a proven badass, independent to a fault, and ready to dive headfirst into danger because it knows it can handle anything thrown at it.
With more lines than you can count, Savage Beach well, it’s not clean, and that’s entirely the point. That’s right Charlie’s Angels it’s rated R, and it’s not trying to be anything else. If that sounds like your kind of dirty action movie night, you can stream it for free on Tubi as of this writing.
