By Alice King
September 06, 2002 at 04:00 AM EDT

In what can only be called a skankfest, Diaz, Applegate, and the affectless Selma Blair team up to out-grody the Farrellys with equal-opportunity toilet humor that belies their pretty mugs. Despite its too-too crudeness (a song and dance about the male member?) and teeny bikini of a plot (the gals stalk a guy who might be ”the one”), Thing squeaks by as a guilty pleasure. But it’s the notion that Diaz and Co.’s butt-shaking girly fun is in any way ”empowering” that is truly laughable.