A masterpiece? The movie was a low-budget exploitation flick about busty girls in tight, low-cut outfits kicking ass and spouting horrible dialogue. A campy cult classic, yes, but not a masterpiece (although apparently Tura Satana's bosom was said to have been one, I think).
Reee-make...
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Yeah, man, I know what kind of a movie it was. Just because it's low budget and features highly sexualized women doesn't automatically make it junk. A movie of any genre can be a masterpiece of its type. I've seen my fair share of campy movies and B-movies and I consider this the best of them. I don't think the dialog is horrible at all. It is not to be taken seriously, of course, yet there's some real poetry to it. Trashy poetry, but poetry, nonetheless.
For example:
"Oh, you're cute... like a velvet glove cast in iron."
[Billie throws Rosie a can of beer to calm her down] "Here Rosie baby, pop the top before you blow your own!"
"Violence devours all it touches, its voracious appetite rarely fulfilled. Yet violence doesn't only destroy, it creates and molds as well."
"Women! They let 'em vote, smoke and drive - even put 'em in pants! And what happens? A Democrat for president!"
Come on, that shit's priceless. It's funny, satirical, unique, and it makes the characters memorable and endearingly full of bravado. It also provides insight into sixties attitudes and mores. It a'int Shakespere, but compared to the bland, functional dialog of so many other movies, it's really refreshing.
Don't judge a movie by its genre. Someone put a lot of thought and cleverness into that movie, even if it was only for the purpose of being cool and fun. I think it has as much merit as a lot of the tacky stuff Tarantino writes (which I also like). And again, it is very much 'of its time' and a good reflection of society during its time. Modernizing it with a remake would be missing the point.