Twelve years before Rose McGowan became the poster child for the #MeToo movement, or tried to copy Sinead O'Connor, or a bull dyke, or bipolar, or whatever the hell she is, she starred in this Quentin Tarantino inspired and produced film. She plays a Go-Go dancer, named Cherry, no less, who becomes lethal, when she loses a leg, and has it replaced with a machine gun, which she uses, at her convenience, to fend off anyone who would dare attack her?
As I often say of actors' careers, how could I have known this would be a signature role for Rose McGowan? Maybe her last good one. And how prescient today with what she stands for--this film could stand, on its own, as her own feminist manifesto!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I can't wait to see how she fires that gun, darlings!
Soon, I am sure, to be musicalized on Broadway, as "Cherry, Get Your Gun!"
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