Little White Lies – Issue #94
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Come join us in celebration of the 50th anniversary of John Waters’ transcendent trash opus.
The story goes that John Waters asked Divine if she would eat dogshit on camera for his new film Pink Flamingos. Brushing it off as just another of the director’s increasingly crackpot ideas, Divine shooed him away and said, “Yes, yes, whatever…” Fast-forward to the end of the shoot, and it’s time for the big scene. Once Divine discovers that Waters was indeed serious about his request, she readies herself for the grand finale.
The scene took a long time to film, because the dog they crew had sequestered to “perform” for them was a little shy. The owner returned home to feed it up, and even gave it some doggie laxatives in order to, ahem, force the issue. But there was nothing doing. Eventually, after a long old wait in the streets, with Divine dressed to the nines and in full makeup, magic time finally arrived. The cameras were rolling and the rest, as they say, is history.
It’s sad to say that Pink Flamingos is still something of a film maudit in the UK due to our restrictive censorship laws. Over the years, certain sequences have been approved, but never to the point where a citizen of these fair isles could walk into a cinema with the freedom to see the full, unexpurgated film in all its gaudy glory. With the 50th anniversary Criterion Blu-ray release on its way, we decided that now would be the perfect time to return to the scene of the crime and look back at this masterpiece of sicko cinema.
So, with this issue, we’ve wiped the matted chicken feathers from our eyes, warmed up a rump steak in our undies and boiled up a whole mess of eggs to celebrate a film of boundless creative energy and wicked humour, and that’s also a paragon of that very fragile human urge to just have fun while you’re young and test the limits of your personal experience.
The story goes that John Waters asked Divine if she would eat dogshit on camera for his new film Pink Flamingos. Brushing it off as just another of the director’s increasingly crackpot ideas, Divine shooed him away and said, “Yes, yes, whatever…” Fast-forward to the end of the shoot, and it’s time for the big scene. Once Divine discovers that Waters was indeed serious about his request, she readies herself for the grand finale.
The scene took a long time to film, because the dog they crew had sequestered to “perform” for them was a little shy. The owner returned home to feed it up, and even gave it some doggie laxatives in order to, ahem, force the issue. But there was nothing doing. Eventually, after a long old wait in the streets, with Divine dressed to the nines and in full makeup, magic time finally arrived. The cameras were rolling and the rest, as they say, is history.
It’s sad to say that Pink Flamingos is still something of a film maudit in the UK due to our restrictive censorship laws. Over the years, certain sequences have been approved, but never to the point where a citizen of these fair isles could walk into a cinema with the freedom to see the full, unexpurgated film in all its gaudy glory. With the 50th anniversary Criterion Blu-ray release on its way, we decided that now would be the perfect time to return to the scene of the crime and look back at this masterpiece of sicko cinema.
So, with this issue, we’ve wiped the matted chicken feathers from our eyes, warmed up a rump steak in our undies and boiled up a whole mess of eggs to celebrate a film of boundless creative energy and wicked humour, and that’s also a paragon of that very fragile human urge to just have fun while you’re young and test the limits of your personal experience.
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