Directed by John Waters
Roger Ebert says people will be tempted to say that they like this film, in order to prove that they have a tough stomach. Anyone that knows me knows that I do not have a tough stomach. In fact, me throwing up is the climax of many of my anecdotes. Anyway, this is complete trash and everyone knows it. Some people will defend its place in The Book, but really, I think we should forget about this as quickly as we can.
I am usually very militant about the List. I decided to give myself a bit of a break here, since I knew how horrifying this film was going to be. I had my book open (To The Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf) the whole time and allowed myself to mute the movie whenever it got too gross. Unfortunately, that didn't protect me from much.
A drag queen and her mentally disabled family fight to be named the filthiest human beings alive. This includes raping women and selling their children. It also seems to include...you know what, I will spare you and not even go into it.
What's to say about a movie that's only goal is to gross you out as much as possible? Mission accomplished? A child could do as much. I hate, hate, HATE John Waters and I can't believe that I am even giving this guy any attention.
The actual inventor of the pink flamingos figurines just died.
A lot of the trivia for this film is too disgusting and upsetting to put on here. Let's just all move on with our lives.