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Rock wrote:
This review contains mild spoilers.
I think the poster spoiled just about everything.
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I tried to watch Wishmans Deadly Weapons a few nights ago, and I just couldn't deal with those tits. They made me feel really uncomfortable as they just looked....painful.
I will try again at some point but I just wasn't ready. At least it did create the great television moment on David Letterman where Roger Ebert confronted Doris Wishman on not showing those tits enough. This was his major complaint with the movie.
Ebert got kink.
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Jinnistan wrote:
Rock wrote:
This review contains mild spoilers.I think the poster spoiled just about everything.
Spoiler: the poster is more exciting than the movie.
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crumbsroom wrote:
I tried to watch Wishmans Deadly Weapons a few nights ago, and I just couldn't deal with those tits. They made me feel really uncomfortable as they just looked....painful.
I will try again at some point but I just wasn't ready. At least it did create the great television moment on David Letterman where Roger Ebert confronted Doris Wishman on not showing those tits enough. This was his major complaint with the movie.
Ebert got kink.
Her Chesty Morgan movies are pathologically unerotic, unless comically large breasts that threaten to explode her dresses in every scene are your kink. As they were Ebert’s, apparently. Fun though.
But I think some of Wishman’s B&W movies are genuinely good (or as good as her style would get to mainstream ideas of quality), and have less painful looking boobies as well.
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Delivery Boys
Jeanne Dielman
Easy Living &Holiday
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I liked it better than you. Speaking of Sight & Sound and Story of Film, but I believe Performance is Mark Cousins favourite film (and I'd probably prefer it over a couple of the S&S 100, but not before a couple of other Nick Roeg films). I wouldn't go so far as to call it a classic but it is a very interesting film in a number of ways. Most people probably were't yet aware in 1970 of the connections of the music industry with organized crime (I believe a deliberate allusion in the film), the sexual ambigiuty of social "performance", and I like how it explicates the vicarious nature of celebrity fetish. It's a significant curio of its time, but it has relevant implications beyond that.
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Little Ash misses you, Rock. Maybe we should invite him over.
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I will delegate to Crumbsroom.
But maybe we should nuke the Hate thread first before inviting more people over. Lots of incriminating posts there lol
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Rock wrote:
But maybe we should nuke the Hate thread first before inviting more people over. Lots of incriminating posts there lol
Nah. Nothing too bad about LA anyway. The most incriminating thing is that we've been making sport of heckling another forum behind their back. A little pathetic, but hate is rarely flattering.
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I don't think Avatar is very good, but Cameron knows how to construct an action scene.
The biggest problem with the film is it is in desperate need of a soul and Cameron is not the man to supply such a strange thing. He's great at spectacle but he becomes laughable when I'm supposed to be invested in his pleas for a kinder gentler earth. That kind of reverence for life and nature needs the touch of someone thats not a workaholic, techno obsessed android.
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Behold this year's Criterion release of Pink Flamingos, in all its trashy glory!
Rock, the world needs your review of Pink Flamingos. A world without a Rock review of Pink Flamingos, it just does't make any sense. Once you see it you'll agree. Pink Flamingos warrants the Rock treatment. In fact, I fear that not seeing Pink Flamingos could even be impeding attainment of a quality of life at its fullest potential. And, given your areas of expertise and current vein of cinematic research, it is surely vital — and perhaps inevitable — that you and this film become acquainted. In fact without coverage of Pink Flamingos, I dare say your body of work remains incomplete. I continue to eagerly await and appeal for your informed assessment of this lurid landmark of a film. Is there anything that compares?
The shoplifting is real. The dogshit is real. The chicken... well, here's a quote from one of the juicier bonus features, an interview between John Waters and Jim Jarmusch:
Regarding the film's infamous chicken rights violations, John Waters shrugs, "It got fucked and then it got eaten."
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I will watch it as soon as it appears on the Criterion Channel.
Along with Salo.
While eating a big bowl of chocolate ice cream.
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Pink Flamingos is a legitimate legend of a film but I hope Rock braces himself for his great weakness...shrillness.
As amazing as they are all, Divine and Mink Stole and Edith Massey can all be superhumanly irritating people...part of the films charm to be sure but an acquired taste
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crumbsroom wrote:
Pink Flamingos is a legitimate legend of a film but I hope Rock braces himself for his great weakness...shrillness.
As amazing as they are all, Divine and Mink Stole and Edith Massey can all be superhumanly irritating people...part of the films charm to be sure but an acquired taste
That's Edith Massey, alright, but I tend to think of shrill as sounding painfully high–pitched and loud (or oppressively vociferous with uncompromising political opinions) whereas I think of Mink and Divine as more in the low tenor/high baritone range, so I'm guessing the acting has something to do with the shrillness in this case? They can definitely dominate their scenes in a way I can see as feeling oppressive.
Yes, I agree, bracing one's self for Pink Flamingos is definitely good advice. I have a shrillness threshold as well. If anybody wants to torture me into false confessions, just play me some Spongebob and I'll confess to every merciless act of of wanton cruelty and injustice throughout human history. One episode should do. Possibly as little as five minutes of one episode. Crabby Patty indeed.
I agree Edith is an acquired taste, if such a thing can be acquired. I wouldn't know because I do have to brace myself for her. She's lovable, but how tolerable is another matter. I'm glad she's there, though. She's one of those human anomalies perfectly suitable for a John Waters production.
Divine is just one of those presences that will not be denied, and really does prove to be worthy of the lead role again and again. The core joke, to paraphrase Milstead (Divine), is the idea of a diva/starlet–type lead character being played by a fat bald man in drag.
What was roughest for me the first time I saw Pink Flamingos was something I don't think I've seen in any other Waters movie, at least not to this degree. Whereas all their scripts can be described as gloriously over–the–top, in Flamingos there are scenes in which the characters straight up soliloquize. Line after line of choice garbage poetry, equal parts imaginative and lousy, delivered in gushing melodramatic fashion, well–memorized or not, in one static wide shot, with one mic somewhere in the room. Those scenes felt unnecessarily long the first time I saw them, but I've come around.
My favorite John Waters movie, at least for the time being, is actually Multiple Maniacs, and I'm not just trying to be contrary or contending for World's Most Esoteric Hipster by naming one of the Dreamlanders' earliest and grungiest b&w efforts. It's just so... it earns its title. The prayer beads, the lobster, the Holst!
Anyway, yes, crumbsroom is right; bracing yourself for Pink Flamingos would be wise. One thing we can guarantee, though, you will not be bored.
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Rock wrote:
I will watch it as soon as it appears on the Criterion Channel.
Oh, damn. I assumed it would be on the Criterion Channel but I take it not everything they have on disc is available for streaming. That makes sense.
Rock wrote:
Along with Salo.
While eating a big bowl of chocolate ice cream.
I had never heard of Salo until I looked it up just now but that looks like a pairing with potential. One scary, one funny... but which one comes first?
Personally I'd go with scary and then funny. That way I get a chance to massage some gallows humor into my mental wounds.