I’ve seen some really bad films lately. Working downwards … Ilsa She Wolf of the SS (Don Edmonds, 1975) was camp enough not to be taken too seriously, so I persevered with that one. Not so a John Waters film (Pink Flamingos, 1972). I think I get the idea: everything’s in the worst taste, and done as badly as possible, which in itself may be attractive for Waters’ audience (who were perhaps the ppl in the film) but I couldn’t get through the whole thing. But there is nothing at all even remotely good about Letter to Eros (Josko Petkovic, 1998).
The good news: Happiness has intervened. I’m looking forward to more Solondz.
Pink Flamingos (John Waters, 1972)
Garry Gillard | New: 5 March, 2017 | Now: 5 March, 2017