tedg I watched this paired with the very stylish and mainstream "Kamakazi Girls (Shimotsuma monogatari)." In addition to the similar names, they come from a similar place.What happens if you are in the sixties, and you know that women's roles are messed up? Well, you start a powerful enlightened social movement to change it, right? On the sides are the crazies, mostly religious nuts screaming that wimmen is wimmen and God made them soft and subservient.Now flash forward and see where we are. Perhaps there has been no progress made, we've just shifted from one set of stories to another with the same balance of empowerment and constraint. Perhaps there's just something hardwired into us that prevents us ever from wholesale equivalence of souls. Perhaps Muslim women don't want to be "free," because the alternative is no better and has the additional negative of being unfamiliar.Here's what we have. In "Kamakazi Girls," the two conflicting roles were explicit in the two characters: a supergirlie girl, in frills and flowers, and a tough girl. Now this tough girl is new in the last couple decades. It a feminized male hoodlum stereotype, coming from the Marlin Brando/James dean mode of cool and tough. Cool here means that you don't care what the world thinks or says, you'll stick it in their eye simply on principle. It means you want to demonstrate your lack of convention. Since we live in a more cinematic age now, you'll do it with appearance in addition to attitude. In fact, the appearance drives the attitude.But what about the dual self problem? Girls want to be sexy, but what if they also want to be cool? Okay, here's a path: be a suicide girl. You get to alter your appearance on your skin, which helps in both ways because that way you get to be sexy too. In fact, why not combine the two all the way and do very sexually oriented acts while maintaining your tough cool? You get it both ways, skin being the text for both.This is as sad as burkhas, and just as deterministically constraining, self-constraining. Like so many exploitation films, the idea behind it is more interesting than the experience itself. Its odd, because if you go to the website, you can find some characters there who successfully weave a story of intelligence and independence. That may be a fiction, but surely there ARE women out there that are sexy, demonstrable and real. But the women we see here are simple losers. Maybe these are the only ones who would go "on tour."Ted's Evaluation -- 1 of 3: You can find something better to do with this part of your life.

Alexis Soto To anyone that has a piercing, a tattoo or lives an alternative lifestyle, the videos are well cut, the music is awesome, and the girls are amazing people. Crude, rude and misguided at times, they may be, but they embody what it means to live fast and die young. A true existential philosophy is expressed: that life is what you wish to make of it. To anyone who has been misguided, didn't know what they wanted to do with their life, hasn't always "fit in" in a conventional setting, a true member of generation X, this is a film for you! The photography from the site is amazing, and although the film doesn't show the diversity it preaches, the web-site shows a multi-cultural tapestry of women of all shapes and all sizes. If its too loud, your too old, and if this is offensive to you then you'll never understand the meaning of punk rock: F*** You! Not for the tame of heart.

viking_juggalo If your really into suicide girls, then you'll love the DVD. It features the interviews, photo shoots, and on stage performances. I had been looking forward to the performances, but there was only quite a little bit. The best part of the DVD was the photo shoots. One thing I didn't like about the DVD was that there were only about 10 girls on the DVD when there are virtually 1000's on the website. Not much selection. In response to the other comment written; of course their going to have attitudes, their suicide girls and that's what makes them hot. I love piercings and tattoos...and girls... but i think your money would be better spent on their website membership.

inframan This might have been called Lost Girls...or Bratz Dolls: The Movie!If any single phenomenon might symbolize the death of romance & heterosexuality it could be the Suicide Girls. Their name says it all. They seem about as estranged from the organic sense of their bodies as anyone on earth could possibly be. They seem to regard their bodies like drum majorettes regard their bodies or pompom girls their skirts. They are little forlorn islands of desolation & despair. They make Gummo play like Singing in the Rain.The occasional individual insights are pathetically revealing. The one who calls herself Reagan (Reagan? Nixon? Is all this a political statement? - I don't think so...) says that she really appreciates being forced to mingle with the public in the companionship of her "sisters" because otherwise she might have become an antisocial person who watches TV or sits in a corner & reads books. Books!! Egads! What a concept.On & on it runs.Great if your want to get turned off to sex or just get generally DEPRESSED!