Violently excessive and luxuriantly lewd, John Waters fourth feature recalls many of the themes from Mondo Trasho, Multiple Maniacs and Pink Flamingos and gives Divine yet another meaty role to chew on.
Female Trouble has all the workings of a stage play with campy OTT performances and a plot that points its accusatory finger at the muddied morality and hypocrisy of 1970s celebrity culture and mass media. This is a movie that resonates as much today as it ever did.
As infectious as a STI but far more satisfying.
It's hard not to get swept up in the supercharged depravity as the momentum builds. The focussed energy John Waters channels into every frame is noticeable through composition, editing and line delivery. Divine is as close to perfect as any actor can be. This is truly her zen moment. A defining feature that will live on in infamy because of one iconicity disgusting scene. The shame is that the shit eating finale overshadows not only her infectiously energetic performance but…
I have absolutely no idea of how to start this review.
First off the bat, to the best of my knowledge there is nothing here that will shake the foundations and change the opinion of the Nolan haters.
Set 8 years after The Dark Knight, this film takes a knackered and spiritually broken Bruce Wayne and places him in a situation where he must don the cape once more.
Christian Bale has come a long way in 7 years. From…
Thank jeebus for Letterboxd. For years I've been doing the "Bond Marathon" before the latest 007 adventure. For years I thought I was the only sad fucker who endured all twenty something films in preparation for the next slice of kiss kiss, bang bang. There's a few that have more or less concluded this little ritual, but seeing as Skyfall ain't out until 26th October I thought I'd slowly work my way through them, starting now.
So... Dr No. The…