March 11 2005
Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!
Pussycat is possibly the tamest film by cheesecake director Russ Meyer, but it’s plenty of fun. Three buxom babes share a wild life of go-go dancing, cat-fighting, and playing Chicken with their sports cars. While the team demonstrates all of these talents in the desert, along comes a goofy Ben Affleck look-alike in plaid shorts with his ginchy girlfriend. The poor sap is quickly done in, and the girl taken hostage by the dominating trio. Escaping the scene, they happen upon the homestead of an old, crippled hermit and his two moronic grown sons. A battle of wills ensues as the leading ladies attempt to find the coot’s cash, while having their way with the brothers. A frantic soundtrack underpins all the campy action and cheesy dialogue (sampled to death in White Zombie songs). It’s admittedly ridiculous eye candy…all cleavage, mascara and leather boots. Main vixen Tura Satana has lots of great lines, snarls and judo chops, setting the stage for dangerous female icons to come (Julie Strain and ex-wrestler Chyna leap to mind). Classic, amped-up retro-kitsch.
