Racket Girls (1951)A money launderer uses women's wrestling as a front for his illegal activities, but earns the enmity of a powerful mobster. Director:Robert C. Dertano |
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Racket Girls (1951)A money launderer uses women's wrestling as a front for his illegal activities, but earns the enmity of a powerful mobster. Director:Robert C. Dertano |
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Peaches Page | ... |
'Peaches' Page
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Timothy Farrell | ... | |
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Clara Mortensen | ... |
Clara Mortensen, World Champion
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Rita Martínez | ... |
Rita Martinez, Champion of Mexico
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Muriel Gardner | ... |
Ruby McKenzie
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Don Ferrara | ... |
Joe the Jockey
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Matt Douglas | ... |
Ronnie, a Mobster
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Paul Merton | ... |
Monk, the Book-keeper
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Bruce Spencer | ... |
Eddie, a Gangster
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Tony Zarro | ... |
Lefty, a Mobster
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Mary Jean Walker | ... |
Jackie, a Bookie
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William Lamont | ... |
Senate Investigator
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Phil Bernard | ... |
Mr. Big, the Gang Leader
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Jimmy Lennon Sr. | ... |
Jimmy Lennon
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Phil Solomon | ... |
Phil Solomon, Wrestling Referee
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Scalli is a gangster who manages women wrestlers as a front for his bookmaking, drug, and prostitution rackets. He trusts the wrong people and ends up trying to run away from both the police and mysterious mob boss Mr. Big, to whom he owes $35,000. This film features real-life wrestlers Peaches Page, Clara Mortensen (world champion wrestler), and Rita Martinez (champion of Mexico). Written by Vance Kochenderfer <vkochend@nyx.cs.du.edu>
And there you have it, in one of the choicer remarks from the MST3K version, one of their proudest moments. (God, I miss them.) A bad movie that opens up the possibilities of bad movie-making to other bad movie makers, featuring large-breasted but decidedly unsexy female wrestlers stranded amid a ridiculous sports-crime milieu. Timothy Farrell, the lead, was in fact a member of Wood's stock company, and his performance is actually one of the movie's more professional -- though Muriel Gardner, as his hard-bitten secretary, actually manages to get something like a performance going, and Peaches Page, a real-life wrestler, at least seems like a nice lady. With stock footage, stock music, and even inept camera setups, it would be a laughfest even without the MST commentary, but their bon mots transform it into something special. As Crow opines during an endless scene of a large-breasted female wrestler throwing a ball over and over: "This movie is refreshingly itself."