Review of Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! (1965) by Paul N — 11 Jan 2009
How ironic hat Russ Meyer's masterpiece- matter of fact aside from Rodriguez/Tarantino's double-feature the possible masterpiece of the Grindhouse 'type' of movie- should not feature a nippled-boob? This doesn't mean there's more cleavage than two dozen Victoria Secret commercials, or enough one-liners and bad-ass fuckin attitude to kill several civiliians.
It just means it's a kick-ass flick that had me laughing my head off at 2 in the morning, and you should be too if you can track it down. In fact, this is probably the best film NOT on DVD officially right now.
This review of Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! (1965) was written by Paul N on 11 Jan 2009.
Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! has generally received positive reviews.
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