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There is trash, and there is trash!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am not talking about the 2007 knockoff by Quentin "Talentless" Tarantino, but the real thing--the sleaze palaces of old that show provocatively exploitational films. You know, like "Driller Killer--" oh my God, girls, such fun--or Russ Meyer's "Faster Pussycat, Kill Kill."
There is even better stuff out there. Generally curated by overweight middle aged male losers still living at home with their mother--might be a serial killer--but whose one talent is how to build a theater and a rep for sleaze cinema. Not porn, darlings, but sleaze.
When West 42nd Street in Manhattan was Sleazeville, there were at least one or more of these grind houses. How about branching out to the boroughs--oh, my God, the violence prone Bronx would be perfect for one, as would sleazy parts of Brooklyn and Queens. I am not including Staten Island here, because it is already a grind house in itself.
Of course, many of this material's patrons would have to come by Uber, as they would not be seen walking in these neighborhoods. I mean, what chance would they have to stay alive??????????????? I include myself in here, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But imagine a full evening of sleaze in a trashy environment??????????? What a different kind of fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sometimes, old is better than new!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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And... believe it or not, RQ, you tuned in to me with this post, too! Because the second documentary I watched the other night was "Tura", about the life and career of the legendary Tara Satana and the grindhouse circuit she traveled in.
Fascinating woman, tho I was very saddened and disturbed to learn her personality and trajectory was indelibly marked by a despicable crime committed against her when she was barely ten years old. She triumphed in the end and even attained vigilante justice eventually, but the incident shook me to my core. Its depressing to be reminded just how disgusting straight men can get when ginned up as a group.
On a lighter note, it was wild to learn she had affairs with every famous male entertainer of the era, including Elvis who begged to marry her and remained close with her the rest of his life! They show the wedding pic of him and Priscilla, and your mind is completely blown by the resemblance! Its suddenly so obvious why Elvis made Priscilla over in that specific image: same setup as Jimmy Stuart and Kim Novak in Vertigo!
Dearest, I would love to see this documentary. I was not old enough when the real grindhouses were around, which is why I wish they would come back. We need some garish fun instead of all the nonene being churned out. And don't get me started on Emerald Fennell's "Wuthering Heights." It is more Emerald than Emily Bronte. It will be the stake in Emerald's career!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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