Editor's Blog
This is shameless self-promotion for a film that I am connected with as an investor, development exec, crowd extra, dedicatee and inspiration for one of the characters. I’ll let you guess who… 
BITCH SLAP will bring about the Singularity.
You think I’m kidding. But I’m not.
Aspirations are sharp sticks that poke you in the night. “I should be happier… smarter… richer… thinner… fitter… better looking… better dressed… more plugged in… more switched off… more peaceful… more assertive… more… more… more…"
They are the aspirations that goad us to improve ourselves and the world around us. To create the things the world can only dream of. It’s why you’re reading this blog. It’s why you ponder or work towards the Singularity.
But what happens when you go after what you want with everything you have? You can get bitch slapped.
BITCH SLAP is "a post-modern, thinking man’s throwback to the ‘B’ Movie/Exploitation films of the 1950s–70s as well as a loving, sly parody of the same." h+ers know more than anyone the hunger to change the status quo, to shake things up, to make them better. And so do our three naughty girls who can’t leave well enough alone when they steal $200 million in diamonds to change their lives, but find a helluva lot more than they bargained for.
But let’s get real: the characters are so hot you either want to do them… or be them. Or both. With a high jiggle quotient for straight guys, camp and iconic pulchritude for gays, grrrl power and fashion tips for straight women and chick-on-chick action (in both senses) for lesbians (from filmmaker and actor alums of Xena: Warrior Princess), BITCH SLAP loves each and every one of you and wants to make you happy!
For those keeping H+ score, there’s a nanotech subplot that hints at global change at the film’s end (to be elaborated upon in Bitch Slap II).
And women so beautiful and deadly, transhuman technology must be involved.
It’s got life extension (Don’t kill me!)
It’s got mind-altering substances (not FDA or DEA approved)
It’s got bleeding-edge technology (that will kill you)
It’s got anime-inspired lunacy (in live action)
It’s got time-travel (It’s in the past… no, the future… no, the present… aw hell…)
It’s got someone who may be more than human (shhhh….)
It’s got tits and guns that make really loud noises (Okay, that’s not just for transhumanists. That’s for everybody.)
And it’s a movie revered by both Playboy and Lesbian News. Isn’t that a harbinger of the end of the world as we know it?
Come on… join us… you know you want it…
BITCH SLAP opens in San Francisco (Lumiere), Los Angeles (Nuart) and New York City (Quad Cinema) and video on demand services on Friday, January 8, 2010.
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7 Comments
Hi PJ, this is great news. As I told you a few times, I believe films are one of the most effective means for outreach. Any torrent available?
No doubt, this looks like something that could cause a riot at the neighborhood Multiplex. The rumor must be true—Thorne/Roselli time travelers were dispatched with absorption devices to scrub the plots from thousands of Drive-In screens across 1950s America, then blurt them out again in 2010!!! Sign me up for a ticket!
i watched this last year and enjoyed many elements of it, especially as i am fan of films like faster pussycat kill kill. i have recommended it to friends, of which i have noticed an increasing trend among girls with an interest in this genre, more recently zombie strippers and the like.
i hope you get a return on your investment, seems to me you made a wise gamble.
I for one welcome our new transhuman bitch slap overlords.
And here I thought it was just a continuity error. Oh… Dang.
Giulio, she’s an investor and related to one of the principals behind the film. I don’t think your question about a torrent being available is going to be very well received.
4.8/10? That does not bode well.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1212974/
BTW PJ you’re not listed anywhere in connection to the movie; in fact your credits on imdb seem limited to (a small number of) Hercules and Xena episodes. Shouldn’t there be more?