|John Holmes Motherfucker - 2013-03-03 |
I read a contemporary review of this ages ago, and the only thing I can remember clearly are the words "poor Tennesee Williams".
I think this is the review you remember:
The title is explained somewhere, but Iím afraid my attention wandered as the picture flapped along and Iím not sure I got it straight... No matter ó it is something ambitiously ambiguous and poetic, some sort of metaphysical popcorn to munch while Liz and Richard go about the really serious business of the movie ó which is making a million apiece by, respectively, waddling and shambling through poor old Tennessee Williamsí self-satire... That title could not be more apt; it is precisely the sound of a bomb exploding.
John Holmes Motherfucker
Wow. Internet, you've done it again! Nicely done, Ducky! I think it was something I stumbled upon in an old Life Magazine.
|BHWW - 2013-03-04 |
That was the thing for the late-60's early-70's, all of these disasterous, poorly-considered big studio arthouse films attempting to tap into the zeitgeist, or the counterculture, or The New (fill in the blank) or something.
|memedumpster - 2013-03-04 |
Wasn't this the movie John Waters said was his favorite train wreck?
|cognitivedissonance - 2013-03-05 |
"SHIT ON YOUR MOTHER!"
Greatest line in anything, ever.
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