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Movie: Faster Pussycat, Kill! Kill!
Date: 1965 Category: Camp Director: Russ Meyer Big Stars: Tura Santana, Haji, Lori Williams |
Trashy and lurid. Overripe and exagerated. Faster Pussycat is trashy action made for it's creator, Russ Meyer. Made with wild glee, the film is amazingly fun, psychotic, low-budget and full of buxom female anti-heros. Tura Satana, Haji, and Lori Williams have terrific screen presence as the three tough-as-nails villainesses. They're the kind of deliciously over-the-top antagonists that you root for, especially since the nominal heroine (Sue Bernard) is a ridiculous dimwit who couldn't act her way out of a paper bag. From Roger Ebert's review: "Tura Satana, as the black-clad dominatrix, is racing her Porsche in
the desert against cars driven by her female lover (Haji) and another
go-go dancer (Lori Williams). They kidnap a young girl (Susan
Bernard),
after Satana breaks the back of her boyfriend with one swift karate move.
They stop for gas. The talkative attendant (Mickey
Foxx) chatters away
about "seeing America first," his eyes glued to Satana's cleavage. "You
won't find it down there, Columbus!" she sneers. He tells them that
an old man, who lives in the desert with his two sons, has a hoard of
money hidden on his property. One of the sons, who is named Vegetable
(Dennis Busch), is muscle-bound but dim-witted, and they see him carrying
his father to their pickup truck. Meyer's extraordinary women are of course fascinating to those with
breast fetishes, but look a little longer and you will notice that the
breasts are not always presented as centers of desire. Instead, they're
weapons used to intimidate men. Tura Satana, who plays the lead in Faster,
Pussycat, is extraordinary in appearance: Her makeup, with its
slashes of Kabuki-style eyebrows, looks terrifying. Her black costume
seems suited to a motorcycle gang. She never smiles. And her abundant
cleavage seems as firmly locked in place as a Ninja Turtle's breastplate.
One cannot think of her as fondleable. Roger Ebert wrote the another Russ Meyer classic, Beyond the Valley of the Dolls, |
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