This is absolutely meaningless and artistically worthless, but if it hits you in the right mood you may actually enjoy it. There is an improvisatory feel to it - how else can you explain the tons of bad dialogue and the cheerfully incoherent script ? Russ Meyer was probably one of the first - and few - filmmakers to deal explicitly with the link between sex and violence and to reverse the roles of the standard action movies, but technically his film is too cheap and amateurish - apart from a really gripping final fight scene. (**)
Review of Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!
