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...gentlemen in question represent the classic poles of soul. Sweet Pea Atkinson sports an open shirt and a pirate's booty of gold chains that make him look, according to a standing band joke, like "a killer pimp." He worked on a Chrysler assembly line for eleven years; when he sings, his voice is all rough edges, Wilson Pickett-style, that soar and spar. Sir Harry Bowens may still be unknown to Burke's Peerage (relax, guys: his knighthood is self- imposed), but fans of the O'Jays will recognize the cool, platinum elegance of his phrasing. He sang with...
Chandra Sharma plays Sweet Sixteen with feeling. Throughout the film, her face is the portrait of wanness and innocence. But in the end, Sweet Sixteen is broken. Drug dealer and pimp Baba (Nana Patekar) beguiles her into a realization of sexuality, though he treats the process as unemotionally as if her were training colts. But what can you expect from a man who decides to whip his pusher in front of a Western journalist who has been interviewing him? Patekar's Baba is fierce and unpleasant, cold and calculating in a way that sends proverbial tingles over the spine...
...small, narrow, $888-a-month apartment ("a slot") with his wife, new baby and nurse (paid for by his mother-in-law). The underclass is represented mainly by ghetto felons: armed robbers who list their occupations as "security guards" and young drug pushers who have mastered "the Pimp Roll," a swaggering gait not uncommon on the city's streets...
Dark-eyed sex kitten Valerie Kaprisky plays the teenage vamp out for the blood of musclebound gigelo-pimp Romain (played by French hearthrob Bernard Giraudeau). The premise, not a plot but a torturously enacted idea for one, is a humourous example of self-conscious Freudiana: at the beginning of the film, Chris saves an eight-year-old boy from the deadly clutches of a field of jellyfish--read vagina--and in the end pushes superstud Giraudeau into the deadly metaphor...
Respectable pimps were forced by the law to wander as outcasts, calling out their wares nervously as they paced the lonely city streets: "Pot. Coke, Watches, Babies, Mescaline..." Customers interested in procuring a baby followed the pimps to dark abandoned buildings where lines of women waited to be chosen according to the specific genetic qualities desired by patrons. Customers indicated their choice, left a little sperm, and returned nine months later to pick-up their custom-made babies from the pimp...