If I'm going to see Casablanca one more damn time, it might as well be this cyberpunk version with Pamela Anderson traipsing about a shitty America in fishnets and black leather corsets.
I recently caught this movie on late one night. Okay, we've all seen it and it's totally cheese, but I still get a kick out of it. Like when Barb is out bounty hunting and seduces a gentleman for her services. He comes out in a full hooded suit and she asks if he washed his hands. He says, No, I've been bad, and Barb knocks him out with a wooden paddle, shrugs and says, Oops! There's also some CBT of a belligerant drunk demanding more drink and her dog Camille. And CBT always brings a smile to my face.
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