No characters here, and a miserable excuse for a plot. But plenty of big boobs, leather boots, crisp editing, bad acting, and a couple of drooling hillbillies anticipating the Texas Chainsaw Massacre family conspire to make Russ Meyer’s violent black-and-white 1965 quickie something faintly mythic for future generations more interested in images than in people or ideas. (To be fair, the precredits sequence is pretty daring and original, but after that it’s all downhill.) If mean-spirited dominatrices are your thing, make tracks to this; with Tura Satana, Lori Williams, Haji, Stuart Lancaster, Paul Trinka, and Sue Bernard. 83 min. (JR)