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It was the early 70s, and while most people were tuned into The Brady Bunch, The Waltons, and Happy Days, director John Waters (b. 22 April 1946) had the audacity to peel the scrim off the fantasy American family and reveal what was really going on behind those carefully managed facades. And it wasn’t pretty. In this laugh-out-loud clip [watch below] from Female Trouble (1974), high school hellion Dawn Davenport (Divine) goes berserk and bludgeons her mother with the family Christmas tree when she isn’t gifted with the Cha-Cha heels she covets. Happy Holidays from the Davenport Family. And while in my opinion the rest of the film is almost unwatchable, these two scenes are worth the price of admission (and the acquisition of the Criterion Blu-ray). Following his Trash Trilogy (Pink Flamingos, Female Trouble, and Desperate Living), perennial favorites on the weekend Midnight Movie circuit, Waters released his 1981 film Polyester, starring Divine and former teen idol Tab Hunter. In a stylistic tribute to outré director William Castle, with a gimmick called Odorama, moviegoers were provided “scratch-and-sniff” cards with which they could smell what they were viewing on-screen. Trust me, it wasn’t pleasant. The film proved to be a financial success and what one critic called a Waters picture “that can be shown in the daytime.” Following Polyester, John’s movies became less controversial and saw him moving into the mainstream while retaining his edge and inventiveness. Hairspray (1988), his most successful picture, was later adapted into a hit 2002 Broadway musical (the winner of eight Tony Awards including Best Musical) with a 2nd film version in 2007 (itself an adaptation of the stage show) starring an alarmingly plump John Travolta as Edna Turnblad. Hairspray was followed by Cry-Baby (1990) with Johnny Depp, which also became a Broadway musical nominated for four Tony Awards; Serial Mom (1994) with Kathleen Turner; Pecker (1998) with Edward Furlong and Christina Ricci; Cecil B. Demented (2000) with Melanie Griffith; and A Dirty Shame (2004) with Tracey Ullman (having received mixed reviews and bombing at the box-office, it is his last film so far). So, whenever you feel like thumbing your nose at the sacrosanct, need a laugh or just the tart taste of subversiveness, pop in Hairspray (the original – soon to be released by Criterion) or pull up our favorite scenes from Female Trouble. And to that we’ll add – long live John Waters. And remember Divine.

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