Rubi Malone is the sort of girl you'd see across a bar having a wild time, chugging whiskeys like Oliver Reed, singing, dancing, and looking great while she does it. You'll stroll on over all cool, ready to dish out one of the three chat-up lines you know; you'll close the gap, get close, take a deep breath, and then choke because she sleeps rough in a scrapyard, hasn't had a shower in a month, and stinks like a rickshaw boy's jockstrap. Sexy from afar and stinky in your hands - that's Wet, that is.
Limited by design but successful on its own terms, Wet fails - but in a likeable way.
* Cheap thrills
* Bee-yoo-tee-ful Rage mode
* So very, very cheap