Peace Sells…but Who’s Buying?: A Conversation on “Woodstock 99: Peace, Love & Rage”
America Is Doomed / Film / Music / Trash

Peace Sells…but Who’s Buying?: A Conversation on “Woodstock 99: Peace, Love & Rage”

HBO’s documentary Woodstock 99: Peace, Love, and Rage, directed by Garret Price as a part of their Music Box series, seems to pose Woodstock ’99 as a seminal concert shitshow, like 1969’s Altamont, that somehow, in its dissolution into hormone-driven madness, which included chucking $4 water bottles at Wyclef Jean and The Offspring, rolling around … Continue reading

It’s Kinda Long but Full of Suspense: A Conversation on “Zola”
Camp / Film / Trash

It’s Kinda Long but Full of Suspense: A Conversation on “Zola”

An ill-fated trip to America’s heart of darkness–Florida–that becomes a whirlwind of sex work and crime. A doomed friendship forged over stripping and text messages. A montage of the most repulsive dicks you can imagine. It’s no question that Zola, the cinematic adaptation of A’Ziah “Zola” King’s jaw-dropping and riveting 148-tweet Twitter magnum opus directed by … Continue reading

John Waters Teaches Us How To Properly Worship Our Idols With “Prayer To Pasolini”
Art / Blasphemy / Film / Role Models / Trash

John Waters Teaches Us How To Properly Worship Our Idols With “Prayer To Pasolini”

I wasn’t prepared to hear John Waters speak in tongues. I’m not sure why. What is there left to do after over fifty years of spreading the sordid slime of good bad taste around the globe than falling to your knees where your role model’s testicles were crushed before he was mowed over repeatedly with … Continue reading

“I’m A Homicidal Bitch!”: Louise Linton’s “Me You Madness” Is Camp Heroism (Even If You Don’t Want It To Be)
Camp / Film / Trash

“I’m A Homicidal Bitch!”: Louise Linton’s “Me You Madness” Is Camp Heroism (Even If You Don’t Want It To Be)

“You thieving treacherous little shit! To think that I actually liked you and let you touch my lady bits. I’m going to slice your face off with a cheese grater and then feed your testicles to my girlfriend!” No, this isn’t a quote from a lost John Waters film spoken with the perverse and pathological … Continue reading

Another Dream Comes True in The Villages!: A Savage Journey into the American Dream in “Some Kind of Heaven”
America Is Doomed / Camp / Film

Another Dream Comes True in The Villages!: A Savage Journey into the American Dream in “Some Kind of Heaven”

Who among us can deny the alluring draw of golf carts circling and darting here and there in formation set to the rhythm of their instructor’s whistle and shouted directions, “Ted! Ted!!”? Certainly not me. Only a couple seconds into Lance Oppenheim’s intoxicating documentary Some Kind of Heaven, which opens with the faint sounds of … Continue reading

We Could Have Been a Power Couple!: A Conversation on “Spree”
Film

We Could Have Been a Power Couple!: A Conversation on “Spree”

The day after I finished watching Eugene Kotlyarenko’s film Spree, Azealia Banks documented digging up her dead cat Lucifer and boiling his bones on Instagram stories (apparently she wants to gild his skull). It was a witchier version of Joe Keery’s maniacally eager, viewer count-obsessed protagonist and spree killer Kurt Kunkle’s homicidal ride-share rampage turned … Continue reading

“Just Look At Yourself, You Little Fat Ass!”: Giving Hillbilly Elegy The Camp Respect It’s Entitled To
Camp / Film / Trash

“Just Look At Yourself, You Little Fat Ass!”: Giving Hillbilly Elegy The Camp Respect It’s Entitled To

“Oh, fuck you! Those are heirlooms. My family heirlooms!” Wild-eyed and bunny-eared with her Appalachian drawl, Amy Adams’ Bev Vance delivers those lines with the pathos and conviction of a woman who just lost her cherished, long held inherited treasures, passed down from generation to generation of country folk. What are these heirlooms of which … Continue reading