Masturbiece!

Imagine a Tarantino movie with no pretentious bullshit, forced dialog or brains, add in superhero hooker vigilantes, and this is what you get. Do not expect any plot continuity. Do expect a LOT of holes, both in the plot and the crotchical region of Ms. Red Venom. Here’s a taste:
RED VENOM. You killed my friend.
THUG. Could you be more specific? We kill a lot of people.
Oh, yeah: also, thigh high shiny red spike-heel boots just perfect for mashing testes. Y’GOTTA see it!