It came to light recently that a friend of mine has never seen a John Waters movie. He's not really a movie guy, but still - no reason to neglect the classics. He told me he does have one in his netflix queue, but it hasn't come up yet. I asked which one, and he said Pink Flamingos.
Oh, lord, no.
I don't know what happens to non-film-buff people whose first exposure to Mr. Waters is watching one of his filthy works without a guide along, but I suspect it involves psychiatric care. At the very least, they're not gong to wind up fans is my guess. You need to build up to something like that. So tomorrow he's coming over and we're going to watch Cry Baby, which I feel like is the perfect midpoint between his indie days and his Hollywood days.
Of course, more audience equals more fun, so a couple more friends (all well acquainted with Waters' genius) will be showing up at my house tomorrow for the screening. Since Cry Baby doesn't involve eating poop or graphic mom-on-son blow jobs, we'll probably want something to eat. Which is how I get to my real point, which is that I just threw stew fixins in the crock pot and my house now smells incredible. I'll probably dream of feasts all night. By tomorrow afternoon, deliciousness will be achieved.
Stew to Accompany Cry Baby:
- venison your brother-in-law bagged, cut into small pieces
- a can of sweet corn, because it was on sale at Publix
- two cans of stewed, diced tomatoes, ditto
- zucchini, because you need some green stuff
- a couple of carrots you find in the fridge that should have been eaten days ago
- a few potatoes that you remember at the last minute were in the cabinet
- fucktons of garlic
- a package of barley and mushroom soup from the Jewish section of the "ethnic" food aisle
- mushrooms, because I love mushrooms
- salt and pepper and that kind of stuff
Brown the deer in a pan. Dump the maters and corn and 3 or 4 cans of water into the crock pot. Add the browned venison and all that other stuff. Set on low for 10 or 12 hours. Done.
By the way, my favorite Waters movie with Divine is Female Trouble. My favorite without Divine is Desperate Living. You?
11 comments:
I haven't seen enough John Waters movies to know but I do know that that's going to be some very decent stew.
Y'all have fun!
John Waters is hit or miss with me, but I do love Cry Baby. I'm fascinated by Hatchet-Face.
Mama: I just tasted it and it is excellent, in a soupy way. I added a lime.
BE: See, John is all hit for me - every single thing he's done made me howl with laughter. I'm a fan.
I have seen a few but the one that sticks out the most is Pink Flamingos - I grew up in the DC area and sadly missed a chance to see another one of his flicks in a small Baltimore theater with a scratch-n-sniff card. The beginnings of smell-o-vision...??
Dena: That would have been Polyester. I think the dvd version still comes with the smell-o-card.
Didn't he do Hairspray? If so, that may be my favorite. And Cry Baby. I am a sucker for a musical.
I love both of those, but John Waters' genius works best when not restrained by the attempt to get a PG or PG-13 rating.
Waters fan here, too. I remember watching "Pink Flamingos" in college, and starting with a room of 6 or 7 people, and I think there were 2 of us left by the end.It was great.
Stew sounds tasty.
It was, it was a damn fine stew.
Female Trouble my favorite with Divine. Pecker without.
love,
Dawn Davenport
Pecker's a good one. "Trade is my life!"
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