Early 1960s sexploitation flic in New York City, where there’s only 1 Black person that exists? Set’s the tone for the rest of the film real quick. General premise: a burlesque dancer at a country fair embraces her inner gold digger, travels to NYC and is quickly exposed as a man-eater. Ultimately however, this femme fatale doesn’t get her way. Overall I was bored most of the movie, and thought to myself, “Russ Meyer does this shit way better.”