After a day away from the blog, I decided to jump back into
things literally with a bang. OK, I do not have a gun or fireworks to shoot
off, but there was enough of that kind of exaggerated action in this flick to
make Republican’s smile or giggle inside. Hell, I bet the democrats cringe at
stuff like this (especially someone as idiotic as Tipper Gore, who ruined the
creative process in the United
States
Plot/ When three curvaceous babes, stripper Trixie, business
executive Hel, and the feisty ex-con Camero, arrive at a desert hideaway to
steal a stash of diamonds from an underworld kingpin, things quickly spiral out
of control. Allegiances are switched, truths are revealed, criminals are
unmasked and nothing is quite what it seems as the fate of the world is
precariously balanced among this trio of sexy femmes fatales.
As soon as I read the case on this one, I had a
feeling that it would be some sort of Russ Meyer tribute, something that would
warm my heart on these cold nights. Fortunately, that was pretty much what it
was. Yes, it was an over-exaggerated, bad B-movie, but that is exactly what it
was supposed to be. Actually, this was an entertaining and fun romp through
classic exploitation / grindhouse cinema. It had everything that made those
flicks awesome; big boobs, cheesy dialogue, creative camerawork, cool gadgets, and over-the-top
action (and did I mention hot chicks with big boobs). Yes, there was uneven to
poor acting and a unfortunate soundtrack, but it all seemed to come together to
form an amusing action flick that pays homage to a generation of movies that
should never be forgotten. Sure, it is not for everyone and anyone expecting a
masterpiece should stay away, but if you are fan of low budget exploitation
cinema, definitely check this one out.
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