Pink Flamingos: Kobal Collection
Nicholas Fonseca
May 20, 2003 AT 04:00 AM EDT

Why ”Pink Flamingos” is one of the top 10 cult movies

The grande dame of gross-out movies, ”Flamingos” set a cinematic sub-standard that, 31 years later, still hasn’t been matched. Ostensibly the story of Babs Johnson, a Baltimore trailer-park queen trying to retain her ”Filthiest Person Alive” title, ”Flamingos” is, at its nonexistent heart, a collection of vignettes so revolting that audiences — then and now — could only gape in horrified glee. Like Johnson’s playpen-bound mother, Edie the egg lady. Or the man/woman/chicken threesome, which verges on snuff porn. Or Divine’s doggy-doo dinner, a historic feat of guerrilla cinema that’s been giddily rehashed by film buffs and Waters aficionados ad nauseam. Literally.
SIGNATURE LINE ”Filth is my politics! Filth is my life!”
BLAME IT FOR The ”Jerry Springer” show, ”Freddy Got Fingered,” the continuing decline in American culture, manners, and hygiene.

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