Basically this film revolves around three strippers who get sick of men and their woman-related obsessions and after an extended dancing scene (that even includes the 60's rendition of the "crump") they leave their club, hopping in badass convertibles (because every stripper could afford a convertible) and speed off to wreak havoc. They do. And they do it better than Demi Moore in Charlies Angels 2. After they come across a young couple in the middle of the desert (mind you, they have just been wildly drag racing so the audience is so shocked and aroused that the reason why they are in the desert is unimportant) and the feisty leader, (imagine sexy black hair, dominatrix style catsuit and dialogue to match) Varla, kills the male by doing a series of intense judo-like moves and eventually karate-chopping his throat, they then proceed to drug, gag and kidnap his girlfriend. The sexy, blonde (Billie) and the exotic Indian (Rosie) are forced to follow their leader and while they fill up at a gas station, the helpful attendant tells them that those two buff men over there live on a deserted ranch that has a huge stash of money hidden in it. Well Varla, being the minx she is, hatches a plan to steal the money and basically murder every character in the film.
Its truly awesome. Here is the poster (Varla is the hot one in black):
As you can see, it's splendour is immeasurable.
I'll be off now. Possibly the shortest blog in history (although I spent a lot of time on that blurb so deal with it.)
R.I.P Michael and Farrah.
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