(rated PG-13, 92 mins.) Based on the 70’s pop cult television show I expected a movie dripping with T & A, hair flips and boring drama (yawn). Wrong. It’s pure comic entertainment! Oh, there’s hair flipping (but flipping Jackie Chan style) and there’s more “A” than “T” (thanks to Cameron Diaz), but it’s a testosterone flick with chicks and more costume changes than a Diana Ross concert. From it’s Mission Impossible opening infused with any Farrelly brother’s sense of humor and funky soundtrack, the story resurrects Charlie (the still sight unseen John Forsythe) who has a new assignment for his three angels. Cameron Diaz is the ditzy one, Drew Barrymore the driven one and Lucy Liu the brainy one, must stop a mad man (Tim Curry) from stealing the “audio DNA/voice identification” of Knox (Sam Rockwell) and his colleague Vivian (Kelly Lynch), a software mogul of some high technology company. Of course none of us really care about the plot because for once the plot doesn’t matter. It’s all the action of romping around in strategically unzipped wet suits, buildings blowing up ten feet in front of them without a scratch on their cute little bodies, and their ability to jump off buildings in a single bound without messing their hair. It’s the millenium way to be touched by an angel. And, their lovable, sidekick Bosley is portrayed by Bill Murray who seems more like their pimp with his classic deadpan humor.
