Quentin Tarantino seems to be a busy man these days. No sooner do we hear that Eli Roth has been cast as Sgt. Donnie “Bear Jew” Donowitz in Inglorious Bastards (and no; I’m not going to link to the post since it’s about two inches down the page; why would I insult your intelligence?) than news comes that Britney Spears will be playing a homicidal lesbian stripper. Sadly, this won’t be in Inglorious Bastards, which would have made the movie about eight different kinds of awesome. Instead, Quentin is planning a remake of Russ Meyer’s 1965 boobfest Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! Britney will be playing the part of Varla, the stripper who sexes up another woman and kills a man with her bare hands as part of her endless search for cheap thrills:

Quentin is convinced Britney will be brilliant. She’s delighted. She thinks it could turn her career around. It is perfect Tarantino material. He wanted to get Britney first. She’s playing the most important character.”

We shall see. Faster, Pussycat! is unquestionably a classic example of whatever it is, so there’s really no need to remake it. Beyond that, it’s also the kind of material that plays to Tarantino’s worst instincts, so we can expect less Jackie Brown and more Death Proof. Finally, Russ Meyer obsessed with boobies the same way Tarantino’s interest in a woman fades out somewhere above the ankles, so we can expect a foot-wallow that makes the first half-hour of Death Proof look positively restrained. If this film gets made, we’re going to know as much about Britney’s pedal extremities as we do about her ladyparts.