In this cautionary tale, a gal from the road-side chicken shack gets slipped some "headache powder" that makes her want to run off to the big city with a complete stranger. More sinister than Reefer Madness, this flick actually shows WHY these hoods want to hook folks on coke. In Jane’s case she’s forced to sing and dance at the Dead Rat Cafe by the man she loves — who’s also her supplier. Her brother comes a-lookin’ for her and winds up on nose candy himself. The gal he’s sweet on hooks him up with the stuff, and in turn, her love train. Soon, Eddie is more interested in getting high than finding his sister. In fact, he’s SO lazy his girlfriend has to go whoring for drugs. Obviously, there’s little chance of a happy ending, even when chicken girl somehow discovers her brother in a flop house and resolves to set things right once and for all.
Quotables: No breasts. Two corpses. Stocking rinsing. Implied hooking. One suicide. Gratuitous musical numbers. Two-man fist fight. Kidnapping.
Quotables: This poor mother hasn’t a clue, "Oh, I declare, I just don’t know what’s getting into girls these days." Carhop hophead is a real party gal, "You know, with all this money, I feel like making whoopie tonight." Daddy’s little girl is all grown up, "You used to be sweet and clean."
Time codes: Young Jane does her first line — off camera, of course (7:20). Two Barrels road-side diner (15:51). Pan to coffee pot boiling over to imply passionate nookie (33:26).