Welcome to Filthy Dreams
Well hello there! Welcome to Filthy Dreams, a blog that analyzes culture through a queer lens. Rather than jumping right into new content, we thought it best to introduce ourselves and our aesthetics with our Trash Manifesto
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Royalty Loves an Occasional Roll in the Gutter: The Glorious Camp Excess of Sequinette Jaynesfield’s Films
The porch goose, or as I mistakenly called it before googling for this article, lawn duck, is the unsung hero of lawn ornament kitsch. Sure, everyone loves a pink flamingo, which proclaims its bad taste proudly with that gaudy, garish pink rammed into a browning lawn at an awkward angle. That’s not even taking into … Continue reading
Move Over Barbie Expo! Lina Bradford and Gage Spex’s “Dream a Little Dream of Me” at Salma Sarriedine Is Doll Divinity
I regret to inform you that Montreal’s little slice of kitsch heaven, Barbie Expo (or Expo Barbie en français), has gone to seed. Sure, when I first visited the supposed largest Barbie exhibition in the world, its host, the mall Les Cours Mont-Royal, didn’t exactly live up to its PR promise to “redefine the meaning … Continue reading
Bow Down Before Jayne Mansfield, the Queen of Low-Brow Trash Culture
Jayne Mansfield was the ultimate sex kitten-gone-berserk, the eternal starlet grasping for fame with both hands, Kenneth Anger’s cooing, squealing Hollywood Babylon made flesh. What, one might justifiably wonder, must it have been like having this outrageous creature for a mother? Considering she was only three years old when Mansfield died in her gruesome 1967 … Continue reading
Puppet Hand
May 19, 2000, Disney released a new movie called Dinosaur, a really creative name, I know. It was pretty successful at the box office, earning about 350 million dollars. Like most hit features, the movie had a tie-in with the big boss of child marketing — McDonald’s. Along with a cheeseburger, small fry, and a … Continue reading
Your Being Manipulated: “Eddington” Is the Definitive Commentary on the United States’ 2020s Batshittification
After seeing Ari Aster’s newest “divisive” ride, Eddington, I returned home and put on Darryl Cooper’s three-hour marathon “Jeffrey Epstein: This was your life!” episode of Tucker Carlson. While I didn’t make it through that long haul in one night, Cooper’s deep dive into Bill Barr’s daddy and Epstein’s first employer after dropping out of … Continue reading
The Morgan Library & Museum’s White Lady Shows: A Conversation
Sweating through another July weekend with nothing to do and most galleries in their summer hours (because they hate us poors stuck in the NYC swamps in the summer), Emily Colucci and Jessica Almereyda struggled through multiple emails and sign-up forms to get press tickets to the Morgan Library & Museum to see their trio … Continue reading
Paul Vecchiali’s “Rosa la Rose, Fille Publique” Is a Berserk Amour Fou for Francophone Trash
Does anyone love their job quite as much as Rosa, the bright-eyed and bushy-haired sex worker and l’amour de tout le monde à Paris in Paul Vecchiali’s 1986 doomed and demented romance flick, Rosa la rose, fille publique? It’s hard to imagine. She’s even working on her twentieth birthday! Currently screening at Metrograph on the … Continue reading
This Fourth of July, Spiral Out in an Elvis-Themed Breakdown With the Spiritual Guidance of “The Occult Elvis”
*Boom! POW! Squeeeee! SKWIZZzzzzzzzzz!* Well, hello there, dearest Filthy Dreams patriots? What’s that? HUH?! I can’t hear you over the fireworks blowing enthusiastic revelers’ hands off in the shining daylight sun! Hmmm? You’re not feeling particularly patriotic this year? Well, who can blame you?! But let’s see if we can change that! Rather than fetting … Continue reading
Freaks, Mutants, Flesh: “Carnival” at Jeffrey Deitch Is the Most Gloriously Trashy Group Show I’ve Seen in a Long Time
Pretty girl, pretty, pretty giiiiirrlll…Let’s lose ourselves, sell The Beach Boys a song, and then kill everyone magnetism radiates from Charles Manson’s silent, penetrating psycho stare. I can hear “Cease to Exist,” the original version of Charlie’s penned Beach Boys tune, eventually rejigged to turn down the nutto nihilist energy into “Cease to Resist,” on … Continue reading
Filthy Dreams’ Hang Onto Your Love Bathhouse Bunker Buster Pride Playlist
In her piece on the The Catacombs, the 1970s San Francisco-based fistfucking club, Gayle Rubin provided a “music of the baths” playlist that was curated for its S/M loving patrons: “the party tapes relied primarily on disco and electronic space music, although there were also rock, soul, funk, and other genres.” Such spacey songs included … Continue reading