It’s 2am.
Three women have committed
a heinous crime.
In a holding cell
they await their fate.
“This taut piece of guerilla filmmaking, powerfully performed and bravely directed, celebrates Cornelius's poetic and savage writing.”
– Andrew Bovell
“★★★★ Brilliant! SHIT hits like a sledgehammer and will stay with you for days.”
– Matthew Eeles, Cinema Australia
When a woman spits, or swears, or screams,
or shouts, or pulls down her pants to moon someone
from a car, or she laughs too loudly, or flashes her tits,
or she fights, really fights, head butts and with her fists,
or she fucks too much and wears too much lipstick
or none at all, or tells everyone she’s got a dick
and she’s not a woman at all, all we want to do
is lock her up and throw away the key.
Out of control women – angry, nasty women
– are a sight to behold.
They’re terrifying, electrifying,
they’re everything women shouldn’t be.
This is a story about these women.