Trash

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Summary: Brilliant film - Okay DVD
Review: Trash is a film that is unlike any other, as is the two inferior films in the trilogy Flesh and Heat. Trash is a very funny though in the end rather sad look at impotent heroin addict Joe (Joe Dallasandrio) who is surrounded by women who want to cure him of his problem. One of whom is Holly (played by transvestite Holly Woodlawn in one of the most memorable performances ever) who in one bizarre scene even masturbates with a beer bottle. The two final scenes where Holly confronts Joe and when the welfare guy come around are two of my all time favourite scenes. The DVD release is rather dissapointing for not only is it entirely devoid of special features but something went bung in the transfer as the colour black in some scenes appears to look negative (as in film negative). Nevertheless Trash is a gem for any fan or cult enthusist with a DVD player.

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Summary: Joe at his best.
Review: What more can be said. We see Joe at his "Walk on the Wild Side" street hustler best. This video is worth the price just for the scene in which Joe D. is spralled across a staircase in all of his physical beauty while in the midst of a total Junkie Nod. His body placement in that scene seems almost Christ like. Also a hilarious improvosational scene prior to the above Nod in which we listen and watch a husband/wife drone on at each other as two upper middle class Manhattan art school wanna be's either of whom would bed Joe in a New York minute. Buy it and enjoy.

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Summary: Joe the Wonderful, Joe my Love!
Review: When I saw this movie back in the l970s, I was knocked out of my BVD's with Joe the Magnificent. I had never seen a creature like him before: gorgeous, tough, sweet, funny and sex personified. I've read where this movie was NOT improvised, that Paul Morrisey adhered to a professional script and was a strict, but creative director. Then, I've heard it was just the opposite. I really don't think Joe was faking his drug induced stupor, expressions, mumblings. I loved Holly Woodlawn but nearly upchucked when her hideous, pregnant sister entered the picture. Gross is too mild a word. That drooling wet mouth and buck teeth, her bloated figure, yuck! I wish that sad little lost child, Andrea Feldman, had a bigger part. Thankfully, she was showcased in Andy Warhol's HEAT, another favorite. Once I was in the Village during that time and my boyfriend told me Joe Dellasandro was walking just ahead. I fled--not wanting to see a real embodiment of a movie icon. The same thing happened when Liz Taylor left the theater each night during her starring role in "The Little Foxes" during the 80s. Each night I would study the gigantic crowds, waiting to glimpse her. But when I'd see the stage door open and she began to make her exit, I fled. Reality's a nice place to visit but I wouldn't want to live there. Gotta run and watch Joe, my Joe, my wonderful Joe in "Trash." A real underground classic.