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Who doesn't love a bad-ass biker chick with a heart of gold? This giddy comedy transports the go-go-booted stars of Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! into a goofy, overcomplicated narrative involving murder, a run for the Presidency, and a Patty Hearst-style kidnapping. The fun's in the knock-down, drag-out fights, the silly cascade of 60s stereotypes, and the wink-wink contemporary references. It's the sort of show where, in response to a sexist remark from a sneering cop, a character can say, with perfect accuracy, "The name's not cupcake, it's Sugar!" At points, the bubbling camp energy is undermined by the plot machinations, but the cast gleefully grabs onto every groaning double-entendre while making the most of the excellent sound effects and oversized cardboard props. Does it really matter who killed the transvestite singer Popo Transisky? No. Will you enjoy the occasionally bumpy ride? A resounding yes.


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