Absolutely the worst movie.

If the ambition is to provide two hours of instantly forgettable, popcorn-munching escapism, it succeeds.

The movie's neither hopeful in contrived ways, nor hopeless in different contrived ways. Somehow it manages to be wonderful

One of the worst ways to make a cult movie is to set out to make a cult movie.

This movie begins with 3 members of a local motorcycle gang known as "the Vultures" playing a trick on some high school students during their graduation. Later that night a man named "Uncle Joe" (Huntz Hall) has a mild heart attack and as a result cannot operate his local gas station because of it. Fortunately, his niece, "June" (Kirsten Baker) comes up with a plan to invite her high school friends to help run it while Uncle Joe is recovering. What none of them realize however is the extent at which a new service station across the street has ruined Uncle Joe's business. And the owner of the new gas station, "Mr. Friendly" (Dave Shelley) has no intention of allowing anybody to interfere with his profits. What Mr. Friendly doesn't count on is the ingenuity of June furthered by the Vultures when they decide to join her team. Now rather than reveal any more I will just say that this is the kind of grade-B film which could have only been produced in the 70's with the music, hair styles and everything else clearly standing out. Yet in spite of the obvious low-budget, extremely simple plot and poor acting, the movie itself wasn't too bad all things considered. What I found most enjoyable was that the humor was so basic and corny that it was actually funny--in a weird sort of way. Likewise, having a couple of cute young actresses like Linda Lawrence (as "Betty") along with the aforementioned Kirsten Baker certainly didn't hurt either. That said, while this film clearly isn't a good picture by any means, it wasn't that bad either and because of that I have rated it as just slightly below average.

Okay, for some reason, the lead in the film belts into song before the end. You have the guys roaming around dressed like the T-Birds from Grease, seemingly out of place. You have a lot a great T%A, and a plot, that, well, has been done before.Gas Pump Girls, much like Incoming Freshman, and much of the 1970's sex comedy drive in flicks, are in their own category. They aren't meant to be the greatest film ever made. They are made on the cheap, and to entertain, and they do just that. I'm willing to bet that one reviewer who commented on this film has never seen it. Gas Pump Girls is a great sex comedy, better then any of the sex comedies made to. The ones made today go direct to DVD, and seem to have a cookie-cutter direction to them. You can merge one to the other.That's different from Gas Pump Girls, Incoming Freshman, or H.O.T.S. The plots may have been the same, but there were always suttle differences. I really wish these flicks, these lost 70's gems, would find their way to DVD.

The film never picks up any pace and stalls throughout. The star Kirsten Baker is the reason I saw the film. She was so good in Friday the 13th part 2 and good to look at. She is useless in this film and gives maybe the worst performance in history. There is a scene at the beginning where all the girls graduation gowns get ripped off, but that's the only nudity in the movie. There are these three biker guys that always hang around. When the bikers go to the beach they wear a swimsuit, leather boots?, and a leather jacket? What the hell? There is also a dance scene with on the of the bikers and the stuck-up girl. It is hilarious. 2/10 Bad

Aside from some gratuitous topless scenes and a few double entendres, Gas Pump Girls is a surprisingly sweet little film about five teenage girls, their boyfriends, and a goofy motorcycle gang taking on the big bad Pyramid Petroleum Company in beautiful downtown Sacramento. The talents of old timers Huntz Hall, Joe E. Ross, and Mike Mazurki are sadly wasted, but the film manages to provide 90 minutes of relatively painless entertainment. Even the wretched original songs work in the post-Grease context of this low budget musical comedy. "Ooo wah ooh wah...ooh wah ooh wah...your mother is an ooo wah" indeed!