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I like movies that are aware of what they are selling... without [any] greater aspirations than to make people laugh and that's it.

It's entirely possible that sending the audience out feeling lousy was intentional

The acting in this movie is really good.

I'm asking myself why I'm writing a review about this masterpiece of all times. What else can be said about Female trouble? I pride myself on being a Dreamland hard core fan, but I feel dull right now because I cannot express in the right way what I think and feel about this movie. Let's say it was a revelation to me, something that can never wear out. I watched this movie many, many many times and it's always like I'm watching it for the first time. Shall I say it's funny, hilarious, meaningful, what else? It's all that and much more. It's more than a movie, a way of life, something that can change your life for ever. If you are feeling depressed watch it and your life will get a new focus. To cut short on a long story, this picture has became a part of my life, something that it's not likely to happen all the time.

sinfully hilarious, but ultimately totally revolting. as one critic put it, "isn't there a law or something?". i don't think this film actually violated any laws, at least i don't think, most everything was faked here. unlike 'Pink Flamingos'. now i'm sure 'Flamingos' violated some law or another.if you watched this movie you really should face up to the fact that you have a problem. and it's a deviant one. no. ha ha. you probably need help. therapy. i thought this movie was pretty funny too, but it goes way too far in pushing the limits. morbid curiosity isn't everything. didn't curiosity kill a cat or something? at least in this case, turn it's stomach.i like John Waters very much. but he's like Jeckle and Hyde. part sweet, knowing sensitivity, and part demon from the bowels of hell. i think i prefer the sweet side of John better than the other.look. i laughed. God forgive me. but i'm not sure this kind of thing is worth a few laughs. it feels unsanitary. yes there are actually many sophisticated lines of dialog and many real (too real) insights into American society and our troubled times, but still at what cost. this film really does lower the bar in terms of taste. it also makes us too tolerant of deviancy. this movie almost pushes the self righteous, moralizing vigilante in me out to the surface. not a pretty way to feel.i dunno kiddies. trust papa. you're playing with fire here with this stuff. aren't there supposed to be permission slips for this sort of thing? there should be. i don't care what your age.if you want to do this i personally would advise against it, but i doubt i could stop any of you from watching this sort of thing. i guess it's alright. there's worse things out there and it's only a simulated snuff flick. it's alright to do this i suppose if you go to Church, or say a few "hail Mary"s or go seek therapy afterwards. yikes.i didn't know how to number rate this so i just rate it one colossal headache and a pain in the butt.

There are very few films of sublime bad taste."Female Trouble" transcends even that.The moment Divine asks "Who wants to die for Art?", and after somebody from the audience stands up, says yes, and Divine starts shooting, something really unnerving happens: we pass from fierce satire - and as satire goes, the confines of the social - to the realm of the unconditional. We are not back into Breton's old surrealist adage "a surreal act is to get out and start shooting people", with its haughty, bourgeois accent, but in a new territory that challenges even that! I still cannot fathom this shifting of gears which exposes our pretensions, if not our infection; John Waters is accustomed in making categories collapse, and oppositions fall into each other, but this is unprecedented and followed by an assault that ends up in picturing Divine as a preposterous conversion of Dreyer's "Joan of Arc"! I would put this gem in the rare American tradition which starts with Gertrude Stein's Ida, a bizarre writing about the modernistic sainthood of fame and its vicissitudes. John Waters and his Divine saint make that miracle happen again: a sublime collusion between fame and shame, saint and quaint, and somehow a cry for affection.

I am at a complete loss to understand why this film was not nominated for an Oscar for costuming, makeup and set decoration. It had the most outrageous costuming that I have ever seen. The sets were so hideous that they made me nauseous. The makeup was beyond belief.That was the good things about the film that featured an outrageous star in Divine, a transvestite that played Dawn Davenport. He was so over the top that I couldn't take my eyes off the screen.This is the first John Waters (Hairspray, Pecker) film that I have seen. He is definitely on the cutting edge in outrageous humor, horror, and satire.This film on the outrageous cult of celebrity is no more outrageous than the current obsession in the media with Paris Hilton.If you haven't seen a John Waters film, check out the Sundance Channel for this one.