Barb Wire. 1996. I love this movie. Thank you Pam for giving us this gem. This American post apocalyptic setting in a city of mayhem is spearheaded with Pam's (or should we say -Barb Wire's) sultry, apathetic, war-hardened, and in charge demeanor.
Based on the Dark Horse comic book series Barb Wire, and also loosely based on the plot of Casablanca. Living in America's last "free-city", Barb owns a night club and commits moonlighting jobs as a hit girl for hire. As an ex-member of The Resistance, she now stays neutral, and has no qualms being sexy about it. Doesn't any self-respecting woman wear leather bustiers as full outfits in the middle of a war zone?
The film features memorable moments like another "Elvira style" high heel in forehead, Barb's constant reminder towards men: "Don't call me Babe.", and an outrageously obese villain named Big Fatso.
Quick clip/don't call me babe/'nuff said:
*Netflix instant viewing alert*
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