Mary Poppins Returns
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For all its superficial air of improvisation, this is a carefully considered, totally responsible film.
Shocking in a good way.
It shows when it comes to trash, you can't beat a film produced by Andy Warhol in delivering the real goods.
Morrissey is skewering a society in which people want something for nothing, and the result is a strikingly odd and important film.
Morrissey's films provided a more welcoming stage for bona fide superstar performances than many of Warhol's own movies.
The best of Paul Morrissey's drug-addled blue movies, with a stark naked Joe Dallesandro among the major selling points.
The still shocking film that brought the underground and Little Joe's privates uptown is as hilarious and poignant as ever.
"Trash" opens with a closeup of Joe Dallesandro's pockmarked buttocks as he receives futile oral sex to revive his drugs-softened penis. This shot neatly sums up the love-it-or-leave-it appeal of this Paul Morrissey-directed feature.
Dallesandro is a New York junkie who uses his good looks to scrounge money from the lusty women he meets. Transgendered Warhol superstar Holly Woodlawn plays his volatile roommate, and the two hope to pull a welfare scam using the coming baby of Holly's sleazy sister. The faint strands of a plot end there. The remainder of the action amounts to sleepy conversations, persistent shots of Dallesandro's dangling member and exasperatingly graphic heroin use (the participants favor a brand of bulb-ended syringe that seemingly requires minutes of tedious labor for a single blast).
The scenes are long and without transitions, and probably could be shown in any order. Woodlawn acts rings around everyone else in her first role, and her closing minutes are easily the high point. Morrissey reportedly intended "Trash" to discourage rather than promote drug use, and I'd say he achieved his goal.
Strange trivia: Around the 64-minute mark, a girl is talking about a junkie she knew in high school who was later run over by a tank. His name: Danny DeVito? The Web suggests DeVito began appearing in off-Broadway plays around 1969, but I'm not aware of any connection between him and the Warhol/Morrissey camp. What's the story here?
Although this one has more of a story than Flesh, Dallesandro plays the same Joe he plays all the time, and sits around naked for most of the movie as usual too. Not bad, but not good either.
All the women (and the transvestites) want hunky Joe Dellassandro, but he's impotent from shooting too much junk. Nearly plotless, sometimes improvised, it's almost a documentary portrait of NYC losers at the end of the 1960s; no longer shocking and not a great movie by any stretch, but it does have significant curiosity value.
Strung out and naked on the Lower East Side. I think we've all been there.
Before you lose your mind eating up Lil' Joe Dallesandro's juicy fine figure - remember, the guy is like 5' 3". I guess that makes me a hater.
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