Girls Gone Wild on Campus 2

The commercials are more fun than the movies are: sensory overload, light-hearted steel drum music, and spongy black "censored" blobs flubbing in sync with bouncing boobs. And thongs, you still get thongs.

Unfortunately, the movies are actually kinda dull, especially when compared to the commercials. Many of the scenes are terribly drawn out (to get to that 45-minute mark) waiting for the girl to convince herself out of her reluctance to change shirts on camera. During that time, we don't even get to know the girl beyond her name and age. There is also no soundtrack other than the background din of the club scene, or two thirty-something a/v techs remarking on the hotness of their photo subject. Believe it or not, GGW has somehow made a teenage breast parade tiresome by the end.

Still a great concept though, and the creators deserve to be gazillionaires.

Plus, this girl I graduated high school with was in it, and that was an extra-special GGW moment for me. Lookin' good, Hillary!