Obviously I'm far too manly and hip to do anything as ridiculous as go to see a romantic comedy about an under-achieving grungy chick on a quest for self-fulfilment in the alien surroundings of an alpine ski resort, but as my latest issue of Mizz magazine (the BIGGEST fortnightly girls' mag!) informs me that Chalet Girl is in fact a "FANTASTIC SNOW-MANTIC COMEDY!", I obviously had no choice but to "give it a whirl".
Obviously it's complete bobbins, not least because it doesn't feature this scene, which is nothing to do with the film but does pop up on a Google Image search of "chalet girl":
Still, despite being the kind of film that's easy for snarky bastards writing irrelevant blogs to make tiresome put-downs about, Chalet Girl actually packs a large amount of charm, an undeniably self-aware sense of fun, a few genuine LOLs and a cast of likeable characters into its slight running time, and with the careful application of alcohol is an enjoyable, stupid-grin-inducing experience.
But never mind that, here's how the rest of the foam wrestling went: