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The amazing WOMEN IN CRIME magazine which thrived through the 1940s and '50s dealt with female criminals only, glorifying the fair sex in a most equal manner. Delivered in the pages of WIC are murderers, robbers, traitors, sadists - all women. Hardly the pathetic lily-livered femmes that saturate other types of modern literature, the young woman of the JD novel is The Boss, as she should be. - Miriam Linna
Three tough looking waterfront hookers were introduced, and I was particularly struck by them. perhaps it was their character and sex appeal, and that they seemed more like real people than actresses. The story is about a prostitution racket run by the mob and how each girl gets roped into her debased lifestyle. It was like being exposed to the seedy underbelly of the big city that wasn't meant to be seen or heard from by ordinary folks. From then on I was hooked on Nudie-Roughies - Lisa Petrucci
Yeah, let's get into FASTER, PUSSYCAT! KILL! KILL!! God! From that first explosive shot of you, I could tell that this film was going to be a rollercoaster ride. Varla was something I had never encountered before - I'd never seen a woman come out and pick a fight with a macho tough-guy and then grind his ass into the desert, for no other reason than that she just felt like it-! I was stunned. I show that video to friends, and at first they're laughing along, but at the point where you break Ray Barlow's back and there's that horrible sickening CRAAACK!, it's as if a pall settles over the room! Everyone is sitting there slack-jawed, because at that point they realize that all bets are off.
Yeah, let's get into FASTER, PUSSYCAT! KILL! KILL!! God! From that first explosive shot of you, I could tell that this film was going to be a rollercoaster ride. Varla was something I had never encountered before - I'd never seen a woman come out and pick a fight with a macho tough-guy and then grind his ass into the desert, for no other reason than that she just felt like it-! I was stunned. I show that video to friends, and at first they're laughing along, but at the point where you break Ray Barlow's back and there's that horrible sickening CRAAACK!, it's as if a pall settles over the room! Everyone is sitting there slack-jawed, because at that point they realize that all bets are off.