This article is from 2006.
This engaging little portmanteau piece sees three brief tales of high spirited and frankly rather violent women through different ages. There’s a story of ancient Vietnam, which proves to be a video game played by a couple of Buffy wanabees, a peculiar little tale involving Daniel Defoe casting a jaundiced journalistic eye over an account of a couple of swashbuckling lady pirates, and a final silent movie pastiche.
There’s a rather knowing parodic tone to the whole shebang, with all the bodice ripping, swordplay and whip-cracking performed with a wink at the punters. If the final tale of director/deviser Peter Hilton’s piece slightly outstays its welcome, it’s generally pretty likeable, pretending to be nothing more than it is, a bit of a wheeze. (Steve Cramer)
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