Admit it. You’re curious. In the secret moments, when you’re alone, the unescapable sound of “ziggazig ah!” escapes your lips. Surrender. You’ve entered “Spice World.”What can a pop group do after they’ve sold 19 million albums and 10 million singles worldwide? Film a movie before the backlash sets in. “Spice World” is a fictional look at the life of the Spice Girls. Don’t act coy, you know their names. Baby (Emma Bunton), Ginger (Geri Halliwell), Scary (Melanie Brown), Sporty (Melanie Chisholm) and Posh (Victoria Adams).The movie’s threadbare plot revolves around the Spice Girls’ first live concert at Albert Hall and a tabloid publisher determined to cause the downfall of the Spices. Meanwhile, a documentary film crew is attempting to document a week in the life of the Spice Girls. Head spinning yet? In between there’s madcap adventures and more musical numbers than “Cop Rock.” Think “A Hard Day’s Night,” remember “This Is Spinal Tap,” revel in the memories of Justine Bateman’s girl-band classic “Satisfaction.” This movie steals ideas more shamelessly than Puff Daddy. Having said that, “Spice World” isn’t all that bad. The mistake would be to go into the movie expecting Oscar-caliber performances. It’s hard to gauge whether the Spice Girls can actually act. All they’re doing is playing exaggerated version of their nicknames. You know the names, you’ve got the characters. The biggest thing the film has is that it doesn’t take itself seriously. Imagine a movie filtered through a Nickelodeon channel/Baywatch mind frame. An off-the-wall combo of bizarre comedy with gratuitous cleavage shots. Every joke you could make about the Spice Girls is made by the film. They’re extremely aware of how they’re perceived and they run with it. Another notable factor is that “Spice World” is weird. Check-the-dosage-on-your-medication weird. The best example is the dialogue of the Chief, played by Roger Moore ‹ a former 007. He drops a number of verbal gems, including “When the speeding melon hits the wall, it’s Christmas for the crows.” Odd scenes, imagine the Spice Girls as middle aged mothers, are thrown in like a sketch comedy show gone awry.The film falls flat when it attempts to introduce moments of drama. The majority of the ideas are introduced then forgotten. For example: The Spice Girls are losing touch with their non-famous friends, they may break up. OHHH! Thankfully moments of drama are small and infrequent.To add to the proceedings George Wendt (Norm!) plays a producer who attempts to pitch an idea for a Spice Girl movie. So, on top of everything else it becomes a movie within a movie. Then there’s a stream of mind boggling cameos. Everyone from Elton John to Elvis Costello shows up in the movie. Then when it seems like it can’t get any weirder, Meat Loaf plays the Spice Girls dedicated bus driver, Dennis.For what it is ‹ a fluffy bit of mindless entertainment ‹ “Spice World” is pretty good. The saving grace is that the movie doesn’t pretend to be nothing more than what it is. Compared to Kevin Costner’s disastrous “The Postman,” and other self-absorbed films made by “real” actors it’s actually a step above. My advice, choke down your foolish pride and embrace the Spice within. If you hate the Spice Girls, you’ll hate the movie. If you’re sitting on the fence, “Spice World” isn’t a bad way to spend 90 minutes. Besides the Spice Girls are like the Borg from Star Trek, it’s useless to resist assimilation.