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somewhere out there
-- May, 12, 2006
One of those gotta-love-'em "we can wallow in as much sleaze as we want if we do it under the guise of teaching you morals" 30's exploitation films. The cops raid a house of doubly-ill repute (gambling and whores) and find one of the call girls standing over a dead gangster (ironically named "Lucky") with a gun in her hand. The cops take her in and bring hin her husband (an upstanding citizen), so she confesses everything "to save other girls from the cruel paradise into which I was lured!" A friend took her to the club and got her hooked on gambling, floor shows, wrestling matches, and spiked drinks. Before long the silly dame was in debt to the mob and was forced into prostitution, which lead to other miseries and unlucky Lucky getting his comeuppance, the dirty rat. There's a lot of girls running around in their big ol' '30's skivvies, but it's all to instruct you how wrong debauchery is. Yep. Entertaining sleaze, with just about all the bases covered - s*x, violence, substance abuse, back-alley abortion, the works.