11/28/06 Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!

Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! (1965), directed by Russ Meyer

watched solo; VHS rental (North American Video) @ home w/ Leslie (partially)

Wanting desperately to get some Russ Meyer and buxom depravity into the Challenge before the year was up...I managed to squeak this not-so-squeaky-clean cult classic by the censorship bureau, and partake in all its hot rod glory. What else could you expect from the film that spawned the name of a 80's hair metal band, but the utmost in debauchery and exotic violence?! There doesn't have to much of a plot to a Russ Meyer film, just cleavage...and perhaps a whip, or a gun, or a fast car, or a loose woman, or a vengeful menace, or a creepy dude, or an upbeat score, or ample cleavage, or tales of seduction and temptation, or ample cleavage...well, I guess really there is quite a lot to a Russ Meyer film. What we have on grandiose display here are three go-go dancers (Varla, Rosie & Billie) who are joyriding through the desert looking for some action and breaking all kinds of rules. Playing up his usual strong-minded women in the lead roles, Meyer takes us on a murderous rampage with the three women, who will stop at nothing to get what they want. After encountering a young couple on their travels, they challenge the man to a drag race...with the prize not only his life, but taking his beautiful lady hostage for their bidding. Then they happen across an old geezer and his two sons (one gruff, one idiot) and the supposed trove of money that they have holed up on their property. What the ladies don't count on is that the old timer and his boys have their own agenda (and creepy intentions) with the buxom beauties, and the battle is on! It's a fast paced tale of seduction, violence and craziness...and did I mention ample cleavage? Russ Meyer, you are a genius.

3 out of 5 stars