In technical respects, this film is total amateur night. I've seen freshman film students handle a camera and a razor blade far better than this. Content-wise, Waters clearly tries to push the envelope as far as it will go, but to what purpose? Like the awful The Last House On The Left, the way Pink Flamingos tests the censors has very little impact or meaning in the post-A Clockwork Orange era. Incidentally, Orange not only pushed the envelope further and did it earlier, but it also did so to espouse a powerful message--Flamingos has no such message. As a result, this ineffective piece of shock cinema is both completely empty and devoid of any sort of entertainment whatsoever.
Zero out of four stars. It's pure crap. Avoid it.
Zero out of four stars. It's pure crap. Avoid it.