Nerds-in-prison flick about Southern
California surf-brain punks doing time in the San Quentin of
orphan homes, where they're routinely zapped with electric cattle
prods and spend much of their time having mashed-potato fights
and slicing open their fingers to make themselves bloody
brothers. Eventually they make a run for it and head for Santa
Barbara, where they hope to liberate this little blond punk The
Mouse from the home of adopting couple Martin Mull and Karen
Black. The Mouse is already busy breaking into daddy's computer
and giving away all the family's money, hassling their son Garth
the Samurai hare-krishna Buddha who likes to chew the heads off
smallmouth bass, jumping up and down on the roof of daddy's
Ferrari Roadster, and hiding in the shower so he can flash
Instamatics of his stepsister's itty bitty breasts. So the guys
from reform school hit the road while the nun is off in the
chapel getting her jollies, only they get lost in Bakersfield and
have to steal wallets and start a bus-station brawl and try to
con Richard Deacon out of some Greyhound tickets. They steal
enough jack to take a taxi with a drunk driver who feeds em
Budweiser all the way to Santa Barbara, throw up in the cab, then
trash Martin Mull's house by driving a motorcycle into the pool,
setting the pool on fire, shooting up Karen Black's sculpture
gallery with a pistol, attacking Garth with whipped cream,
getting in a fistfight with Mouse's parents, stealing a Triumph,
and even some actual vandalism. Two dead bodies. Six breasts. One
gallon blood. Great who-cut-the-cheese scene. Three motor vehicle
chases, with one crash-and-burn. One wheelchair crash. Three food
fights. One face-eating rat. Best "Born to be Wild" biker ripoff
scene of 1984. One transvestite. Terrific Valium pancake scene.
Karen Black through a plate-glass window. With Michael Hentz as
El Nerdo. 
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