Without Them, Cinema Would Still Be A Boring Place

Roger Corman and John Waters may well be the two people most responsible for cinema a gloriously odd and twisted place. It becomes more challenging than ever to create work that is outside of my mind -- we all regurgitate the work that comes before us, but these two have developed far more than their share of wonderfully WTF moments. I wish I could have been there to hear them speak with each other about LSD, Jack Nicholson, Fellini,and all things movie. But hey, YouTube delivers us there without the hassle of travel.

The Best Museum EVER!

Well, okay, maybe that's an over statement, but I have always wanted to live in a museum. Maybe it comes from reading books as a child and letting them corrupt me. Maybe it's because I can't afford art. Maybe because I still have fond memories of my college dorm room where I glued table settings and furniture to the ceiling and built a cave to sleep in just in case it all came tumbling down.

Awhile back when the Whitney had the Winograd show up, I became instantly jealous of Ronnie Bernstien. I went to see the show with Vanessa and Hope The Younger, and Mr. Frownland was using the locale as an office and rehearsing with one of his actors (I can't wait to see his followup!). But still, exchanging the price of membership to hang out in a museum is still not the same as living in one. After all you are not permitted to make a mess like you would if is your own home.
John Waters home should be a landmark -- both his place in Baltimore (particularly) and his apartment in New York are virtually museums that he lives in, able to make whatever sort of mess he likes. You get a bit of an overview of it here, but I think you'll have to find us money for FRUITCAKE if you want the full tour.
Without John Waters I never would have had the courage to make movies, to believe I could tell the stories I wanted to, or understood what a shrimp job was.

Why I Love John Waters

I am working on my list of heroes, and John Waters is on it.  I read his book Shock Value before I actually saw any of his films.  It opened up my mind as to what I might be able to do in film.  When I moved to New York, I pursued a job at New Line Cinema.  This was before Nightmare On Elm Street; I knew them as the home of Pink Flamingos.  I got a gig inspecting their 16mm. prints and just getting to share an elevator with John and witness that mustache live gave me enough hope to get through the next year.

I have now got to produce for him and he's only grown in stature for me.  Here is a guy who thought he'd end up in jail and instead has a life most can only dream of.  He's got seven great careers: filmmaker; artist; broadway show creator; actor; comedian/lecturer; music compiler; and author.  The guy is a cultural authority.  And okay, so filmmaker is not such a great career, but it's an excellent hobby!
I hope John keeps making movies for years to come.  Until we get the next one financed though, lucky for all of us, he keeps feeding us choice bits.