Runaway Nightmare

This thoroughly uncategorizable whatever-the-hell-it-is is far and away one of the most aberrant gonzo visions ever committed to celluloid(with a few shot-on-video nudity inserts). Seriously...this one will leave your head spinning for days, if not months...

The conspectus of this flippantly engendered zero-budget wonder involves a rat-pack of female criminals who abduct a couple of lowly Death Valley worm farmers(?!), and forcibly enlist their aid in a plot to snare a briefcase full of plutoni...uh...PLATINUM... from a rival organized crime syndicate. The film brings down the curtain with a scene paying light homage to the 50s noir classic KISS ME DEADLY.

The deranged impetus of RUNAWAY NIGHTMARE is largely propelled by dallying shots of women posing seductively with an assortment of weapons. Considering the noticeably unfurnished nature of this conception, I suspect it was predominantly formulated as fetishistic fodder piloted at guys with a blaze in their pants for armed-and-dangerous females. Hey...sign me up. What's hotter than a chick with a gun?

Nothing...I mean NOTHING the likes of RUNAWAY NIGHTMARE has ever crossed my path...an ass-backward oddity with enough catawampus appeal to merit a small cult following. Featured castmember Georgia Durante, a noted model, gangster's moll and stuntwoman, later published her disturbing memoirs in a marvelous book(called THE COMPANY SHE KEEPS), which is every bit as bizarre as this film. 6/10