the npr book podcast tells me that this guy has a forthcoming memoir. to prepare for it, i thought i would check out this (second) collection of scathing reviews. that, and it’s a continual dedication to the craft. although he hates on some of my personal faves (connie and carla, d.e.b.s., pootie tang–sadatay, and saving silverman–ca-KAW), we both like jennifer lopez as an actrice and booty call.
we may have differing views on john waters‘ films, but i believe we feel the same way about him as a man:
“My best guess is that John Waters produced the talent shows in his high school. There’s always been something cheerfully amateurish about his more personal films-a feeling that he and his friends have dreamed up a series of skits while hanging out together. Cecil B. Demented takes this tendency to an almost unwatchable extreme, in a home movie that’s like a bunch of kids goofing off.” (43)
“There will however always be a (small) corner of my heart filled with admiration for John Waters. He is an anarchist in an age of the cautious, an independent in an age of studio creatures, a man whose films are homemade and contain no chemicals or preservatives. Even with Cecil B. Demented, which fails on just about every level, you’ve got to hand it to him: The idea for a film is kind of inspired. When this kid gets out of high school he’s going to amount to something. You wait and see.” (45)
see you at the CHFA this weekend, toronto.