Review of Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! (1965) by Zenobia O — 30 Nov 2007

Anyone who has chosen to watch this movie in hopes of seeing some "nudity" of girls with big tits, is an amateur who should have just rented a porno instead, Let the grownups handle the pure cinematic brilliance that is Faster Pussycat Kill Kill. Also, if you're looking for a naked titty fest to jack off to, then you might try some of Russ Meyer's later work. You will still probably be disappointed though, because the whole magic of the Russ Meyer film is based on sexual frustration. The editing will skillfully drive you nuts!

Faster Pussycat Kill Kill is the epitome of Russ Meyer's gothic period. It portrays the sewer that is human carnal desire. I hate you because I want to fuck you so bad--but I can't! The dialog is so impeccably clever that you kind of actually have to be smart to appreciate it. The people are not necessarily pretty but they are the epitome of sexuality. The only "cute" normal people get their ASSES KICKED!! And everyone screws each other in more ways than the one -- in the desert, on the run, in high contrast black & white until the Queen Cobra of a heroine is ultimately defeated by the puny litte square cheerleader type at the end. Its a real tragedy. And so cutting edge for its time and has yet to be matched today. My biggest fear is that someone will try to remake this movie with a huge budget and skinny hollywood starletts with zero charisma and "safe" sexiness. This movie was not made to be liked, it was made to be lusted after and Hollywood then and now is just not brave enough to do that.