The Working Girls

very much not my thing

very much not my thing

Isos hrthe h ora na pao sto la 😄

Isos hrthe h ora na pao sto la 😄

Did not understand why this was on my watch list for age until I recognized Elvira. Literally on my watch list because she's in it and plays a stripper.

Between this and reading Patti Smith "Just Kids", it truly is crazy how you could just get up and move somewhere with no money and things would just work out???

Did not understand why this was on my watch list for age until I recognized Elvira. Literally on my watch list because she's in it and plays a stripper.

Between this and reading Patti Smith "Just Kids", it truly is crazy how you could just get up and move somewhere with no money and things would just work out???

Q&A with Stephanie Rothman.

Stephanie Rothman’s Working Girls offers a quietly subversive glimpse behind the neon-lit facade of mid‑70s New York’s sex work scene. Told with restraint and empathy, Rothman avoids sensationalism, instead focusing on the small moments, late-night camaraderie, self‑determination, and the mundane routines that define the lives of her characters.
Rothman balances the line between realism and theatricality: dialogue crackles with dry honesty and atmospherics, flickering fluorescent lights, smoky smoking lounges, build texture without glamorising the work.
It’s not perfect: pacing can drag in places, and some character arcs feel a bit thin. But Rothman’s genuine regard for her subjects grounds the film. She pulls authentic performances, small moments of tenderness, and defiance, from her cast, and the film quietly resists easy judgment. Watching it, you sense her intention: to offer dignity rather than scandal.
A quietly bold, character‑driven portrait. Working Girls doesn’t always flow perfectly, but Rothman’s humane direction leaves a lingering sense of empathy and insight. A memorable slice of ’70s cinema with a perspective still rare on screen.

Q&A with Stephanie Rothman.

Stephanie Rothman’s Working Girls offers a quietly subversive glimpse behind the neon-lit facade of mid‑70s New York’s sex work scene. Told with restraint and empathy, Rothman avoids sensationalism, instead focusing on the small moments, late-night camaraderie, self‑determination, and the mundane routines that define the lives of her characters.
Rothman balances the line between realism and theatricality: dialogue crackles with dry honesty and atmospherics, flickering fluorescent lights, smoky smoking lounges, build texture without glamorising the work.
It’s not perfect: pacing can drag in places, and some character arcs feel a bit thin. But Rothman’s genuine regard for her subjects grounds the film. She pulls authentic performances, small moments of tenderness, and defiance, from her cast, and the film quietly resists easy judgment. Watching it, you sense her intention: to offer dignity rather than scandal.
A quietly bold, character‑driven portrait. Working Girls doesn’t always flow perfectly, but Rothman’s humane direction leaves a lingering sense of empathy and insight. A memorable slice of ’70s cinema with a perspective still rare on screen.

El día a día de unas chicas trabajadoras que acogen a una inocente joven con ganas de sobrevivir por sí misma. El principal problema es que los novios que se buscan son lamentables y les meterán en mil y un problemas. Stephanie Rothman sabe lo que quiere contar e insiste en su visión feminista en una Serie B de libro con sus desnudos gratuitos y escenas de acción que no vienen a cuento que en su desarrollo no deja de recordar a las Showgirls de Verhoeven.

El día a día de unas chicas trabajadoras que acogen a una inocente joven con ganas de sobrevivir por sí misma. El principal problema es que los novios que se buscan son lamentables y les meterán en mil y un problemas. Stephanie Rothman sabe lo que quiere contar e insiste en su visión feminista en una Serie B de libro con sus desnudos gratuitos y escenas de acción que no vienen a cuento que en su desarrollo no deja de recordar a las Showgirls de Verhoeven.