The premise is one of the most off-the-planet in some time – after the holocaust men have become dumb brutes (made up to look like The Morlocks out of The Time Machine [1960]) while women have mutated into different species based on hair colour, all of whom self-consciously pastiche cinematic idols – thus the blonde Phaywrays; the brunette leopard-skin clad Satanas (a direct Russ Meyer reference). In any other hands this material – women in high-heels and big wigs strutting about uttering cod dialogue – would have formed the basis of a drag comedy but McCarthy’s intent is clearly to make an exploitation film in the full Russ Meyer sense – there are liberal nudie performances, topless scenes and lesbian love-making sequences. But while this would normally condemn it to the realms of B movie-making, it is all shot through with a modern sense of satiric irony – there is some hilariously cod dialogue. There’s nothing that might remotely be described as a plot – but there is occasionally that which touches in an odd way – like the quest through ruined cinemas for ancestral stag films and the heroine’s shattering disappointment to discover that her grandmother’s was a porno film involving a man.