Superstarlet A.D. Movie Review

Superstarlet A.D. is a feature length romp packed with the sex and violence of a soap-bath opera. It picks up early in the post-apocalyptic next millennia in the lost city of Femphis, where the world has returned to the order of nature. All men have de-evolved into deadly Neanderthals, whereas womankind has gained a chromosome - all women are physically beautiful, but wear only vintage undergarments (other clothes not having withstood the disaster). All gay men are dead and there are no gay cavemen so it will take millions of years for the clothing industry to evolve.

In instant camp classic, Superstarlet A.D. fulfills the wet dream of every teen geek on earth -- and, as it promises in its trailer, "is to the art film what the Chinese buffet is to the Chinese." Studded with buxom burlesque starlets (what else???), the film is a celebration of cheesecake and the Mad Max mentality. The plot -- wherein the women of the world have formed gangs based largely on hair color and carry the reels of their grandmothers' striptease films on their backs -- is wholly confusing and had me utterly lost in minutes (how do you tell a redhead from a brunette in a black and white sequence?), but I suppose that's beside the point.

Any grade I might assign to the film is equally arbitrary -- it's altogether cool, hip, subversive, and indescribable. I find myself highly recommending it without knowing why.

Funny, that.

Starlets on patrol.