There are moments that feel comical, some horrific, and some downright inspiring but the tonal shifts hardly matter as the end results come to a film that's perfect for this time.

It's a movie as timely as it is provocative and amazingly, for much of its running time, it is weirdly funny.

A film of deceptively outspoken contemporary relevance, this is cinema at its most alert, alarming and alive.

One of the film's great tricks is that, for a time, you think it will go down a rabbit hole of unrealistic glorification.

About all this movie has going for it are beautiful actors, both men and women, in various states of undress; beefcake, buns, and boobs in almost every scene.The plot, however, is thin even by Andy Sidaris standards. You can watch the movie with the sound off and get all of the benefit of this movie, and experience none of its painful dialogue.Watching this movie silent will not only leave you unaffected by the movie's nearly pointless plot exposition, it will let you fast-forward over several scenes of one of the most inventively annoying screenwriter's devices I have ever seen on film: a woman ad libs faux mystical horoscope babble into a radio microphone in order to narrate events of the plot she sees unfold on a TV screen. The crime fighting good guys in the movie listen in on this radio program and, amazingly, de-babblize our swimmy swami's jibber jabber into actionable intelligence.Are you getting this? The filmmakers have managed to turn the perfectly legitimate third-party omniscient storytelling viewpoint into a kind of RF modulated astral projection! Either that, or the good guys have got TV crews running all over the landscape surveilling the bad guys, yet this same highly-effective intelligence gathering organization must inexplicably call in a small pack of babes and studs to effect positive change in this world. WTF?!Even the gun play and gadgetry of this film are thin by Sidaris standards. This is the last film in the "Girls, Guns and G-Strings" collection; he's clearly phoning it in at this point.

There is only one reason to watch an Andy Sidaris movie. The women. As action movies they are seriously lacking, as T&A flicks they're pretty outstanding. Somehow Sidaris managed to get a bevy of gorgeous buxom Penthouse/Playboy babes to star in his films. Without the girls his movies would be borderline unbearable. But fortunately we will never have to put this hypothetical theory to the test, as all of Sidaris's action flicks follow the same formula of kick-ass chicks in stories involving lots of bullets and lots of boobs.I suppose there was a plot to this one. It was something to do with a stolen floppy disk. But you really don't need to know about that. The important thing to report is that this one stars Julie K. Smith and Shae Marks. A more pneumatically sexy duo of women you will be hard pressed to see in one movie. If there was only one thing that Sidaris should be remembered for it would be in getting the lovely Shae Marks to appear in a couple of his movies and keep on removing her clothes at regular intervals.Alongside Day of the Warrior, Return to Savage Beach is probably Sidaris's best film.

I love Andy Sidaris films and this is one of my favorite. Why? Because it's ridiculous. None of the 'actors' can act, they're all looks. This is the world of sexy espionage where all the secret agents are smokin hot. Shae Marks and Julie K. SMith have some of the largest implanted boobs you'll see in a non-adult type movie. And ladies, don't think this is sexist either as Sidaris has you covered with muscular slick studs as the big-boobed women's counterparts.Oh yes, this one has it all, folks.Yeah, I know they hype Julie Strain as the star but most of the film she just sits around at their beach-front(?!??) HQ and reads lines with such lack of enthusiasm you can almost see the cue cards. But she's great compared to Paul Logan, the studly muscle-guy who obviously is cast because of his great acting ability....yeah, sure....I commend Sidaris for always having guys like this in his films because he's not neglecting any female viewers.Did I mention Shae Marks and Julie K. Smith's massive mammaries? The scene at the end when they finally get to savage beach and are both in matching outfits, hubba hubba!!!! Likewise, the scene with Shae in a business suit early on is quite sexy, too. I've heard she got her implants removed- what a shame.Andy Sidaris passed away this year. He got his start doing NFL football as well as the Olympics. His producer was his wife. His dvds were packed with all kinds of great extras and he came across as just a great guy who enjoyed making action-packed movies filled with attractive casts, and filmed in exotic locations.RIP, Andy

Where to begin, poor acting by playboy playmate models and assorted cast can be overlooked when there is massive amounts of breasts and asses to go around.The thing about it is, why is Marcus "Buff" Bagwell here, and more importantly how lucky can he be? the movie sucked in terms of quality but if you want hilarious fun and lots of eye candy then watch it. I know I did :-)Buff.....daddy! He should be in the movie more because he can act twice as good as the other guys involved in this piece of crap. The guy who played Tyler is THE WORST actor I have ever seen.The highlight of the movie is 2 of the playmates go after the terrorists....who happen to be 2 white guys with uzi's...and with hand pistols they manage to blow up the boat with the "terrorists" on it, and Julie Strain goes "Oh boy they got the terrorists" and this other clown goes "Yeah but the boat's toast"6 out of 10 because I'm a straight man, otherwise it would have been 2 out of 10