That great phrase was spoken by cosmetic magnate Susan Cabot's secretary on the telephone to her deadbeat boyfriend, one of many quirky passages in this electrifying shock-fest. Cabot, in her last film role, worked for director Roger Corman several times, and is amazing as a 40 year old executive seeking youth and beauty to boost her sagging company (and face). She hires an eccentric (Michael Mark), who has discovered that wasp enzymes can bring back youth to animals. Cabot volunteers herself to some periodic injections, and is transformed, but not without ghastly side effects. Taking the idea from "The Fly" (1958), she develops wasp claws and head and becomes a deadly eating machine at times. The jazzy music is riveting, and the editing quick and vicious, just like a buzzing insect's moves. The climax is tense and terrifying. Barboura Morris is good as Cabot's assistant, while Marks is charmingly funny, especially when flirting with the secretaries. Deserves all its accolades.
Review of The Wasp Woman
