![]() Life imitates “art”? I hope not-for a while I needlessly worried over the similarities between a recent Philadelphia mass murderer and his “pit” of torture, and one of the most hideous scenes in Pink Flamingos, which it so closely resembled. Now the film was even dirtier and better than before. Imagine my surprise at seeing the optical Japanese “bouncing ball” superimposed over every nude crotch in the film. The only thing illegal was the showing of any pubic hair. Used to hassling over the “chicken fuck” and “dog shit” scenes with bluenoses everywhere, I was shocked to find these were okay. ![]() Who would have even thought eighteen years ago, while I was making an insane home movie with my friends in a field, that I’d still be talking about Pink Flamingos today? I’d certainly never imagined touring Japan with it, as I did a few years back, marveling at that country’s censorship. ![]()
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