Saturday, June 2, 2012
Writer: John Waters
Director: John Waters
Divine goes through some crappy circumstances and comes out like a champ? Something like that. It's difficult to come up with a good synopsis of a Waters movie.
I don't know. How about, "There's no poo eating in this one."
i slept through most of this and i'm really kind of sad i did. it wasn't because it was boring or anything, i have been under the weather and really exhausted lately. i almost didn't package it up so i could watch it, but in the attempt to move forward on our ridiculous queue, i made the choice to seal it up and send it back. what i saw i enjoyed even more than "pink flamingo" i love me some john waters and when divine is involved it furthers the awesomeness to his style. this was quintessential waters, in all it seediness and humor.
Again with the needlessly-flippant synopsis. This was better than Pink Flamingos. The story was more coherent and there were some characters who were less than completely despicable. And when those slightly-more-pure people did shitty things, you got a better sense of what drove them there.
Waters is a man apart. Even today. (Especially today?) Nobody does or did things like his product. Even his more-mainstream stuff is completely whacked-out and ridiculous. This one is not mainstream. It has all of his signatures--you're not watching Divine or Edith Massey because they're good actors--and it doesn't overplay the shock value hand. That's probably the best thing about this, and about him in general. When things actually happen, they hit you because you haven't been inundated through the course of the film. They're noticeable spikes along the line of the movie's "ness-ness."