VenueWalter Reade Theater
A hilariously brilliant and erotic movie about car crashes and the sexual cultists who fetishize them.
John Waters Presents: “Movies I’m Jealous I Didn’t Make”
Here they are—eight extreme, astoundingly perverse, darkly funny, and, most importantly, supremely surprising films that turn me green with envy. Why oh why can’t I make films like these—ones that jolted me out of all cinematic lethargy? Exploitation, art, horror? There’s no such thing as genre when you’ve slipped to the other side of cinema-sanity. See for yourself the movies that drove me beyond the pale of normal movie madness. Jealousy over other directors’ careers is a terrible thing to waste. —John Waters