Russ Meyer
Supervixens

The skin like plastic.

Eroticism like Gags.

Blood as a necessity.

"Supervixens" is not a film, "Supervixens" is a cartoon performed by actors and actresses (mostly actresses) in flesh and blood (mostly in flesh). Filmed with the irony worthy of old Looney Tunes, where violence is as necessary to the unfolding of the events as provocation is necessary for laughter. The work of a convinced erotomaniac who enjoys scandalizing old ladies who go to church three times a week, and arousing the priests who confess them, rather than attracting hordes of young people in the throes of hormonal storms. Whacky camera angles, frantic editing, enormous phallic symbols, breasts instead of actresses, lots of dynamite, and the roads of Arizona as the backdrop for this ridiculous, brilliant, crazy rollercoaster.

If you know Russ Meyer, you already know what I’m talking about; if you don't know him, there's no point in continuing to write, look for him, watch him, and have some good laughs.