If there wasn’t already another movie called Grindhouse, it would be a perfect title for this sultry Southern melodrama. It could have come straight from the summer of 1972, plucked off a double bill with Midnight Plowboy or Sweet Georgia. Even the poster has the tatty, faded look of a one-sheet from some good ol’ boy drive-in. See the ads and you’ll know the film’s lip-smacking selling point: stripped nymphette Christina Ricci is chained (yes, chained!) to a radiator by a Big Black Man (Samuel L Jackson). The reason? To cure her of the insatiable itch between her thighs... Yessir, this lil’ movie chomps on taboos and spits ’em out like chewing tabacca.
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