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Arthur C. Pierce
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 <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Wow, how absolutely boring. So this is women's wrestling in the 50's?
Normally I could find some enjoyment in women wearing only their bras and underwear, but this movie is so bad I could not even find joy in that. It does not help that most of the women in this film are just not that attractive with the exception of one named Peaches and even she was only mildly attractive. The plot in the movie is very weak indeed, a lot of the movie is just showing a women's wrestling match while these dudes look on (it seems as if they use the same footage of the guy's during all three matches). The wrestling matches the movie presents are complete yawn fests as it mainly is a bunch of headlocks and flopping around on the mat. I do not really like wrestling much at all, but if I had to see some I would rather see the cheesy spectacles of today than the super slow marathons of yesterday. In between these pointless matches and shots of the women training in a gym owned by a man named Scully is an even more pointless stretch of film that involves a Mr. Big and illegal gambling and such. This part of the film seems to be even more pointless than the wrestling as it kind of just plays out and then the movie ends in rather anti-climatic fashion. There is also a laughable line about how women's pro wrestling is one of the last 'clean' sports left. Yeah, from what I understand it was pretty much fake back then too, only these days the people who run wrestling pretty much have the decency to at least say it is fake. I am guessing a lot of people lost money back in the days betting on these predetermined fights. In the end not a lot of good to say about this movie other than it was short, and even with its short running time it feels kind of long.
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