-S V9 -w The Michigan Daily---4 Page 2--Sunday, April 6, 1980-The Michigan Daily poetr y I like mnovies The pageant WATCH THE SUN, NOT THE CLOCK I crept into attic memories as the day is hushed by autumn greys and found in trunks under bitter roses ripped from ball go wns fading of doo -doo0, death that is diaries turned dust at my touch, a command: Watch the clock, not the sun! When did we last see the sun in this grey dissolving time? Golden- glow waltzing in the rain. Sprung back from the ground, stalks throw a month of suns at a sullen sky. Never mind the clock. -Jacqueline Moore ", Free space l J v a. w SI Y 0f ri ti S, tt di ei iri C fr. e: S u ki F ni in in c] to 'Flamingo9s' D~ O e poorly-acted, not-very-funny 16mm Fy Ow nhome-movie that may nevertheless b ~1U'L.the purest piece of shock-cinema ever sieiberman released on a large scale. Movies like Bunuel's Un Chien Andalou and L'Age D IVINE, FLAMING star of Pink d'Or,.Kenneth Anger's Fiieworks and UFlamingos, is a 300-pound trans- Scorpio Rising, or even the recent .estite with a huge, egg-shaped head Erasherhead may celebrate decay and ind the corpulent-physique of a Sumo violence and perversion, but their vrestler. Recently, she's become dreamy poetic conceits and self- ;omething of a darling among New conscious shock-the-bourgeoisie sen- eork's flamboyant fag-hag set-or so sibilities instantly spell "art" to most >ne would gather from' a glance at viewers. Pink Flamingos is rarely ar- ,ecent issues of The Village Voice or In- tful, and it doesn't try to be. Instead, the erview Magazine. Divine frequents movie is a naked document of its Mardi's and Studio 54 and gets her pic- creators' multifarious nauseating ob-' uire snapped with celebrities for People sessions (which include incest, murder, Magazine (where she's euphemistically and excrement)-a grand tour of the lescribed as a mere "female imper- underground devoid of any aesthetic Donator") ; this past summer, she even cocienceeekona opped up on The Tomorrow Show, Thuhte wrekona engaging a dumbfounded Tom Snyder exhibitionists' showcases, the films n some genteel banter about the joys of that came out of Any Warhol's Factory hinese-porcelain collecting. (directed by Warhol himself, and then But it is Pink Flamingos for which by Paul Morrisey) always had implicit )ivine is famous-a movie in which she moral underpinnings and aesthetic lays a hulking, scatologically-minded pretentions. The very idea of calling a monstrosity whose gleefully obscene. film studio a "factory" scored its own ,xhibitionism makes the Warhol minor moral point: Andy Warhol per- >uperstars 'look like so many ceived that art was being turned into a stablishment pansies. "dehumanized commodity, so instead of Originally released on New Ycork's displaying raw outrage his protest took underground cinema circut in 1971, the unconventional form of utter 'ink Flamingos (or, as the flick is passivity.' It was an original idea, but a :nown to its eccentric fans, "Pink limited one, and when Devo pulled a 'lams") returned to Ann Arbor last similar stunt; indicting America's eekend for the first of several mid- homogenized mass culture and ight shows at the State Theater. Direc- systemitized social organization by ed by John Waters, a Baltimore-based revelling in it, they were greeted as a adependent who attended film school joke. n New York during the late sixties and Yet people are still awesomely in- ceenbuatly got rich from his cult timidated by Warhol's celebrated lassic, the film is a crudely-made, amorality, even though his refusal to _______________________ "comment" on the objects and people ~ailywritr Own y. he depicts is a transparent, pointed one, )oiy witr OenGleibermantre as calculatedly anti-bourgeois as i hide the fact that he has an auto- anything Salvador Dali ever did. raphed, 8 x 10 glossy of John Tra- Warhol's specialty is invisible olta hanging in his bedroom closet, polemics; for someone who carefully. cultivates the appearance of a shell- shocked mongoloid he manages to " devote enormous energy to explaining T1( / Jhow he doesn't care about anything, and his claim that there's no special at-. titude behind what he does isn't another ,," confusing "stance": It's a lie. rya ,' ~ ,, t ' r - , r . c .yS . T HE IMPLICIT moralism of the -Warhol aesthetic came out into the open with Trash, which satirized rich, cruel suburbanites while begging for a drop of basic human sympathy toward its poor, lost, trashy characters. Trash was the Velvet Underground's "Heroin" on film-a long, dazed howl of agony centered around the evils of smack. Dramatically, it was lethargic, but morally it was "The Little Match Girl" stripped of sentimentality and with some weak exhibitionism thrown in to create a perversely contemporary milieu. Pink Flamingos goes "farther", than anything Warhol imagined. There's nothing moral about John Waters, and about all you can feel watching his ;characters is revulsion (tinged, of course, with an undeniable voyeuristic fascination). It's no accident that Pink Flamingos is billed as "an exercise in poor taste." Unlike Warhol's work-butt like most pornographiy-the movie has nothing, even on the most implicit level imaginable, to "say."~ Instead, it's a glorification of a peculiarly revolting sensibility that pays no attention to that sen- sibility's relationship (however ob- scure) to the rest of the world. Divine, Mink Stole, and the film's other per- formers are so absorbed in their funny- violent bitch-fights and bathroom humor that it's almost impossible to make and th fromN Watch sensat ce anc as to w' In P transf of Amy a blazi,, inches bodyc and ax that st vertec menac horror snarli The Divin4 Eggl dance mono] her daugh adorn flamirt tastel( "the honor and t snobbi abduc minci a 0 I 1° L 0- ' . _ ,+ , ' 'tr,.' -' t ; / f 1 4' 'rt !f1< C. ;i(>>'f,116N. {C' ity;i;is'\{ / N l ( ' i; -::. I, ~ 4 J -~ ~..., ; i