Beyond the Valley of the Dolls
Russ Meyer unchained, Twenty-Century Fox saved from bankruptcy , Play boy’s “girlnext-door” ruse exposed, Myra Breckinridge for real and Los Angeles personified. Yes, all this and more, in over an hour of cinematic farce that, if it don’t send thrills and chills up your spinal column, will probably at least make you giggle a bit.
Beyond the Valley of the Dolls
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Russ Meyer unchained, Twenty-Century Fox saved from bankruptcy , Play boy’s “girlnext-door” ruse exposed, Myra Breckinridge for real and Los Angeles personified. Yes, all this and more, in over an hour of cinematic farce that, if it don’t send thrills and chills up your spinal column, will probably at least make you giggle a bit.
Beyond the Valley of the Dolls is probably the ultimate skin flick. 20th Century-Fox hired Russ Meyer to save their corporate asses and, if he hasn’t done that kids, he’s at least perfected his stock riff.
Basically, what Meyer has done is to make the world’s only 1970 morality play, stocked with ex-Playmates in a rock and roll band (of sorts) called the Carrie Nations, managed, alternately, by a young dude named Harris, who looks awfully collegiate for rock and roll anyway, and Ronnie “Z-Man” Barsells, “the teen-tycoon of rock”, a faggot, thrower of bizarre orgie/parties and purveyor of loose morals.