This movie is the proof that the world is becoming a sick and dumb place

One of my all time favorites.

A movie that not only functions as a solid scarefest but a razor-sharp satire.

This movie tries so hard to be funny, yet it falls flat every time. Just another example of recycled ideas repackaged with women in an attempt to appeal to a certain audience.

Drop that zero and get with the hero - talking about a "zero", that pretty much sums up Cool as Ice. After watching this assault on the senses, I have one question - Why? Why was this thing made? Why did anyone think Vanilla Ice could act? Why did someone think it would be a good idea to make a movie with no real dialogue? And, why did I watch this "movie"? I thought about answering each of the question, but really, what's the point. Cool as Ice is literally scrapping the bottom of the movie barrel. This thing makes Spice World (another cash-in movie) look like Academy Award worthy material. It's one of the most cringy movies I've ever seen. I really felt bad for almost everyone involved. Michael Gross must have really been hard up for cash to agree to appear in this dud. And, Allison Dean, the only other actor with a lick of talent, is wasted trying to carry scene after scene with the acting equivalent of a baboon. It's all just so horrible!

...the most awful film in the history of cinema.Imagine every embarrassing moment you've ever had and imagine every time you've witnessed somebody else's embarrassing moment and felt empathy for them. Imagine every humiliation; guys imagine every unintentional boner, gals imagine every spotting of white pants at the dance, imagine every drunk puking into the gutter, bad dancing, flubbed speech, insulting someone who is standing right behind you when you didn't know they were there. Picture cursing a blue streak and realizing your religious grandmother was in the next room listening, just every awful thing that makes your belly churn and your face turn red to recall. Imagine being forced to re-live it all in an instant, and then somehow you are forced to consume it and then you vomit it all back out and for 90 more minutes you are forced to wallow in that vomit, a vomit reeking of despair and chagrin, acidic with the burning wish that it had never happened...That is the experience of watching this movie. It is the stuff of some circle of Hell undiscovered before 1991. It is NOT funny.

Worse than I expected. And I expected it to be 100 times worse than 'Road House'. This is so bad, Naomi Campbell is in it, and she isn't the worst thing about the film.This is a contender for the crassest, most imbecilic movie ever made. Compared to this, 'Night Train to Mundo Fine' is a completely coherent work of heartbreaking beauty.It was a vehicle for the just-expired popularity of Robert van Winkle, aka Vanilla Ice, aka the white rapper who made Snow look legit. He and his nitwit, cliché-spouting biker gang bowl into a small town without a suitcase between them, but still manage several preposterous costume changes. He proceeds to endanger the life of an allegedly clever girl with a physically impossible act of crass stupidity, thus making her fall in love with him. Naturally, he antagonises the local rubes with his totally radical attitude and use of the catchphrase "yep yep".At one point, he takes over the local dance hall to commit a hideous crime on a Sly Stone track (shockingly, he isn't laughed out of town at this point) and seduces the leading lady with a mixture of sub-MC Hammer prancing and some very creepy dry humping.The leading man is so utterly laughable, charmless and gormless, the folks of today complaining about Justin Bieber don't know how lucky they are. Any fan of 'The Simpsons' will recognise him as the blueprint for Poochy. The odd thing is that Vanilla Ice actually had a genuine talent for racing motorcycles, but even that isn't made a convincing part of this film. The bike scenes look as fake as everything else.Then there's the usual tale of "bad boy gets rejected by the town, but then wins everybody over by saving the day". What, you hadn't seen that coming?Thankfully, the RiffTrax crew give it the kicking it very richly deserves, without which I couldn't have got through this. Yep yep.

I was lucky enough to catch this film at the Cannes palm de'olive film and script show in Grimbsy. Settling in my seat i was sceptical as what i would make of Vanilla ice's acting debut, i was not to be disappointed. As soon as the film started you were captivated from the onslaught of this lyrical genius, to put Vanilla into one word as "God" would be an understatement, if he were alive 2000 years ago im sure the disciples would of followed him instead of Jesus, and also had them dancing like the rapper he is while they were fishing. the opening scene lets us delve into the life of Johnny played by Vanilla Ice. his on screen performance grabs you by the throat and doesn't let go, if you can remember de niro in the Russian roulette scene in deer hunter, well multiply it by a million and your still not on par with his acting ability. ONCE YOU SEE HIM PEDDLE UP ON HIS NEON YELLOW MOTORCYCLE, you know your in for a treat, Vanilla plays the rebellious Johnny to a T, from start to finish his one word dialogue is enthralling and hits straight at the guts, with his no-nonsense attitude to life and its rules he sways the non believers to worship his style of rap. I hear this was director David Kellog first film with Mr Ice and hopefully we will see more of his collaboration with the funky ICE ICE BABY. After 90 mins of pure unadulterated rush of adrenaline film script, it was sad to see the credits roll, but the audience at the cinema stood up and gave an ovation to the brilliant mind that is VANILLA. Hopefully there will be a sequel. 10/10