Normally this is the type of movie I would hate, but I can't help myself. Yes, the premise is entirely idiotic, but by the time Connie and Carla get to the Liza Minelli number in the bar in West Hollywood, I'm hooked.
It also makes me ask the following question: Why are all drag queen movies also road trip/on-the-run movies? Don't know what I'm talking about? Hmmm...let's see...Priscilla, Queen of the Desert...then there's To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything! Julie Newmar...even Killer Drag Queens on Dope has the running from the bad guys story line. If anyone figures it out, let me know.