. . . done in by a young harpy with a voodoo doll. "Pookie," the straw hex Talisman of Doom, allows Ann to come out smelling like a skunk weed as Wendell's life force washes away into a gutter. This wanton wench pretends to fret and pout until Wendell agrees to elope with her, even though she's only putting $18 on the table. While the luckless lad has five times the cash as his millstone, this spendthrift strumpet blows through his life savings (and the $110 gained from selling his loyal jalopy) quicker than you can say "Buyer beware!" The malevolent mercenary miss then prompts wild-eyed Wendell to roll drunks, shoot rental agents and steal cars. This film instructs viewers that hooking up with dames such as Ann is surely going about life THE WRONG WAY OUT.
Review of The Wrong Way Out
