Understand that my 8 is based on delectably bad elements: 1- Another blase performance by the wonderful Timothy Farrell, who, like Lyle Talbot and Cameron Mitchell in their cheese decades, tells you that you're in Bad Movie Territory. Farrell is always chain smoking in crummy little office or apartments sets in his movies, always playing the wise guy and telling other characters to shut up. 2- Multiple scenes of the "girls" changing blouses so they can strip down to Playtex bras for the 1957 teen boy audience. 3- Towards the end, as the cops chase the girl gang down the highway, there must have been a funding shortfall in the production. There's a cut from the chase to a newspaper headline, something like "GIRL GANG HEADS FOR MOUNTAINS"; then you're back to real time and the girls are still on the lam, then a second headline about the girls driving off the side of the mountain -- as if the late editions were being published during the high-speed chase!! Good black 'n' white cheese from the Eisenhower years. And ooooh those vixens!!!