A broody, pushy, sexy young thing hits the road to seek meaning in life and self. She doesn't find it, because she doesn't really want to. She even flees from the realities she stumbles upon—a Catholic church in Phoenix, a Mexican whorehouse, an offer of unselfish love. She is essentially untouched by the episodes she floats through. The story is a series of commas.
Chastity bears the mark of first effort. It tries, awkwardly, to innovate: the heroine has several thought-soliloquies that are slangy, pretentious mini-sermons on God, man and morals. The final frames, which flashback to reveal a troubled...
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