No chick flick here.. but babes with boobs in sports cars .. and raw violence.. captivating

Lurid, gritty, and malevolent best describe director Russ Meyer' cult classic "Faster Pussycat Kill Kill" with Tura Satana, Haji, and Lori Williams as three bodaciously breasted go-go dancers who careen around the desert, murder guys, and kidnap a sixteen-year old for kicks. Lensed in black & white to keep within a low-budget, this mayhem is expertly photographed with lots of unsavory characters and some gender role variations that weren't mainstream back when it was released in 1965. Say what you want about Russ Meyers, a former U.S. Army photographer with fetish for women with pneumatic breasts, he knows how to get good performances out of his small cast and generate atmosphere galore. One of the best scenes has evil Varla in a Porsche with the accelerator buried under her lead foot as she keeps a brainless, muscle-bound brute pinned against a brick wall. Such is his formidable strength that he can hold the sports car in place while Varla increases her speed but ultimately buries her rear wheels up the axle in the dirt. Initially, as these three babes race in the desert, everything looks fine and peaceful until another fast driver with a sixteen-year old shows up. One thing leads to another and the pugnacious Varla tangles with him and snaps his neck. The gals must take the juvenile hostage because she can name them and put them in the chair. Later, these beautiful but devious girl stumble onto a crippled pervert (Stuart Lancaster) and his Herculean son who live in a compound in the desert. A mechanic tells the gals that the wheelchair bound older guy, who loves to cradle a double-barreled shotgun, has a stash of cash. Varla has him marked as an easy target, while the lascivious pedophile eyeballs the sixteen-year old with evil eyes. Jack Moran penned the screenplay based on an original story by Russ Meyer. If you're into 1960s era movies, "Faster Pussycat Kill Kill" amounts to a must-see!

I really wonder what kind of people like this movie. Because unless a lot of people liked it; this film will never get the rating it has now(6.8/10).This film has all the necessary quality to be an adult film. All the director has to do is to add some adult scenes. This film does not belong in the action and comedy genre. All it has some rolling around in the ground in the name of action but actually there is no action. And in a sense there is a lot of comedy because the acting of all the actors and actresses is hilarious. Moreover the film has no story to enjoy. Sometimes a good story can make you enjoy the film even the acting was lousy. But alas that is not the case for this film.I can guarantee you that, there is not even a single aspect in this film that you might like.NOT RECOMMENDED.

The things in this movie that strike me most are: the six guitar strings in the beginning which vibrate as the human voice delivers the top news of the world (weird); the camera angles (in "drunken master" style); the jazzy/funky music that goes nuts now and then (very refreshing and exhilarating); Varla's vile face expressions (plain menacing and sophisticated), tight gloves (ready for battle!), and her evil bursts of laughter (quite hellish); the hysterical behaviour of the kidnapped girl who even before her boyfriend's grisly death is lunatic (careless in a most childish manner); the goofy gas station attendant nicknamed "Einstein" ("Do and think little but talk volumes, especially about other people's secrets!" must be his motto); the way The Vegetable "gives" the knife to Rosie (what does she expect from the highly controversial and unstable knot of muscles? "Here you are, take it, please"?); the simplicity of the whole production (a few characters, minimum sets, almost no special effects, the stunning b&w picture).The greatest disappointment (the major spoiler ahead!): the three heroines all die in the course of the movie. That is unfair. They are too groovy and too busty to die. They should have killed off every other character in this flick and survive, walking away in the sunset with the smoking guns, bloody hands, and swaying hips. How could the director be so cruel to this trio that remains the best female criminal gang to ever hit the screen? The technical side of the film is superb. Hardly anybody could make it better. The WWII did not pass in vain for Mr Russ Meyer, that's for sure.A 7 out of 10 (because of "the greatest disappointment" - minus 3 points, alas). Thanks for attention.