The filth and feminism of “Pink Flamingos”
This is likely going to be my last blog post before I enter the pulsating caffeine and home-made taco infused vortex that is Graduate School life. I figured I’d talk about a movie that is literally tattooed onto my heart and brain stems. It’s been called the vilest and most repulsive film ever. And for […]
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