Affectionately dubbed “The Pope of Trash” by William S. Burroughs, filmmaker John Waters has gleefully fashioned a body of work as tastefully tasteless as black cha-cha heels. Through his affectionate, yet deliriously bizarre, cinematic
explorations of Baltimore’s underbelly, he has elevated sleaze to an art form and made films that are the guiltiest of guilty pleasures, starting with such
early underground Super-8 epics as Hag in a Black Leather Jacket,continuing through midnight movie sensations like Pink Flamingos, and finally entering the mainstream with sneakily subversive fare like Hairspray. Over the last 40 years, Waters has gradually transformed from the enfant terrible
of transgressive lo-fi cinema to everyone’s favorite sleazy uncle. In fact, Waters has said that going mainstream was the most devious thing he’d ever done. Although the production values may have improved since Waters began shooting films, his passions have remained
truly depraved. “One must remember that there is such a thing as good bad taste and bad bad taste,” the mustachioed one has said. As the premier purveyor of trash cinema, Waters’ work has truly become the gold standard of good bad taste. All through June, The Loft is proud to get Totally Trashy with four of John Waters’ best, most hilariously sleazy comedies on the big screen, all on glorious 35mm film prints!
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