It's 2 in the morning, you can't sleep,
your getting tired of infomercials for the George Forman Grill, The
Shammy, Joel Osteen won't shut his religious yap so what do you do?
You need a midnight snack for the brain so you flip to cinemax and
what might you find? The incredibly sexy, pulpy second season of
Femme Fatales. A guilty pleasure by all means, it's pure junk food
for the brain and it's damn entertaining.
Femme Fatales is an anthology TV
series, each episode usually features a hot chick in over her head.
All this leads to her usually sleeping with 1 or more partners,
popping the top whenever she can and she usually ends up with a gun
in her hands. This is pulp at it's finest. This is a show that knows
what it is, it's purpose is to entertain... not to enlighten. I
previously reviewed season 1 of the show and found it to be
satisfying but it was a little to bi-polar for my tastes. The season
season is more focused and what's nice is they brought in many
favorite B-movie actors for cameos. Some of these B-movie gods
include Eric Roberts (an A-movie actor in my books), the infinitely handsome Casper Van Dien
(Still trying hard to regain his Starship Trooper days of glory) and
fuck even the Stuntman himself Steve Railsback shows up. This time
though he's not dealing with soul sucking vampires or the tyrant
known as Peter O Tool. Oh yeah and Vivica A. Fox shows up to class things up a bit.
