There are a lot of potholes out there in the world that you can fall into when you are making a film. Like trying to get a model to act well on camera, trying to shoot a car chase on no budget and thinking that a Snatch style thriller is easy to write. I Against I stumbles into all of these holes and more like a blind man crossing a road. There is a hell of a lot of driving in this film. Driving…and very little else. To give the film some sort of credit I will say this, you get to see a lot of the London Orbital in it. I Against I is more boring than being in an eighty minute traffic jam on the M25.
With Magic Mike finally preparing to grace our eyeballs on this most hallowed Orange Wednesday, it only seems fitting that there should be a tribute to all those that came scantily-clad onto our screens before Channing Tatum and Co. – with no further foreplay, BFF presents our Top 10 Movie Strippers of All Time.