Directed by Rachel Talalay U.S., 1995  How disappointed can we
be, really, that Tank Girl doesn't live up to the promise of its
comic book origins?  Tank Girl the comic strip is a true
brainstorm, a patchwork of edgy drawings that combine and create
a montage that belies the scattershot narrative surface. The
British export creates its own metasatirical planet, all the
better to backlight the herky-jerky antics of Our Hero, a cute,
punkish loudmouth genuinely unlike any other. If you're a comics
reader, imagine the doomsaying of a Frank Miller opus getting
wanked off by the low-level hijinks that give the X-Men their
wacky charm. Mix in a whole lot of sexual innuendo, SF style,
and you're distilling eau d'Tank Girl.  Tank Girl the movie
falls short on all those counts except the wacky charm (Lori
Petty exudes great sparkling dollops of wacky charm, much to her
credit). At the beginning of the movie, we find the earth has
been all but completely dehydrated by a near-miss with a nasty
comet. The overwhelming ma