Russ Meyer is one of those directors whose movies work as a window into their mind and psyche. Watching something like Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! works as a means of discovering what it is, exactly, that turns him on. And the answer is glaringly obvious after the first thirty seconds: Big tits and powerful, intimidating women.
Tura Satana stars as Varla, a bloodthirsty go-go dancer with a penchant for fast cars, with quick money on her mind. Rosie (Haji) and Billie (Lori Williams) are her partners in both dance and in crime. The three of them together form a trifecta of too-cool-for-school wickedness. They don’t care who they have to hurt or what they have to do to get what they want.
The best part about Tarantino’s legacy as a filmmaker is that he gets even the most casual of film-goers to give a shit about something like a 70mm presentation of his most recent film, even if the bulk of the action takes place inside a single location. But, he has a sincerity about his decision to dust off an antique set of lenses. He wants to play with an old toy and, by god, he’s going to do it whether we as an audience want to watch it or not.
Given that in a single weekend with a limited opening in only 98 theaters, the film has already grossed $4.5 million, audiences absolutely will watch him play.