Sure, it's faint praise, but "Finders, Keepers, Lovers, Weepers!" is one of the best Russ Meyer films I've seen. The basic plot isn't much -- two hoods plan to rob a strip bar while its philandering owner is out fooling around with prostitutes -- but the acting is decent, the soundtrack is atmospheric and the editing is sharp. The era's TV crime shows seem a prime influence here, both in the swanky score and in the artfully crooked camera angles.
Anne Chapman is a real beauty beyond the required curves, and even shows more talent than most of Meyer's other leading ladies. The film's 71 minutes pass quickly. Weird bonuses: a creepy bit where a gal shaves her lover's chest as foreplay, and sex scenes that intercut absurd footage of Amish kite-flying (no, really!) and demolition-derby collisions.