Woo-hoo! For as long as I showed interest for eccentric cinema, I anticipated this film. It has the coolest sounding title ever and the posters couldn't look more ravishing. Unfortunately, the Russ Meyer collection is pretty hard to find where I'm from so it took me years to finally purchase it. I own it now and I can say it fully lives up to my expectations. It's a gorgeous film, and typically Meyer. That doesn't mean it's a masterpiece but he has the talent to make words like `trash' sound good. Faster Pussycat Kill kill handles about
well
not all that much, but that's the beauty of it. Three beautiful exotic dancers (with the exact right measurements) revolt against the masculine lifestyle and go out on a rampage. Riding fast cars, provoke men and sweet similar stuff. Leader of the pack is the gorgeous Varla (portrayed by the more than impressive Tura Satana). She's one massive heap of estrogen who kills men with her bare hands and enjoys riding over people with her car. Her two accomplices have a tad bit more humanity in them. They're Lori Williams (a gorgeous looking blond girl) and Haji (her accent alone causes chemical reactions inside a man's body). The lovely threesome ends up among rednecks in a farmhouse, somewhere in the middle of a desert. Meyer's style is a joy for all senses! The film is filled with memorable quote material and the screenplay is very ingenious at times. The male weirdoes in the farmhouse actually pre-date Tobe Hooper's Sawyer family with almost a decade! Faster Pussycat! Kill Kill has pretty much in common with Motor Psycho, a film shot by Meyer in the same year. There's a main villain, ultra-insane and prepared to go all the way while his followers merely fear him, rather than support him. So basically
this IS Motor Psycho
but with boobs!! Hey, I'm all for feminism so let's hear it for FASTER PUSSYCAT! KILL KILL!
Review of Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!
