A restored version of the film—which features puke-eating, lobster sex, a rosary dildo, loads of drugs, and an unforgettable performance by Divine—is out today.
It's sad but at least the comic is leaving on a high note.
British photographer Eddie Otchere spent a decade trying to capture all ten MCs together.
We talked to the godfather of trash about Joan Crawford, Elizabeth Taylor, and the worst movies known to man.
For the past 25 years, craftsman Ulhas Utkar has assembed and dissembled fiberglass figures for India's holy festivals.
John Waters's 1974 trash spectacular demolished the boundaries of good taste, leaving me free to be as tasteless and depraved as I like.
We chatted with artist Andrew Logan about his infamous drag pageant, its impact on fashion, and how he hosted the first Sex Pistols gig.
In recognition of how thoroughly Waters has gotten under the world's skin, Lincoln Center hosted Fifty Years Of John Waters: How Much Can You Take?, a 12-film retrospective of his life's work. We managed to speak to him while we were there.
John Waters has been offending audiences for 50 years, but he doesn't plan to stop shocking the world anytime soon, so I called him to talk about his new book, Grindr, and everyone's favorite bad boy pop star.
When the drag queen Divine ate dog shit at the end of John Waters's Pink Flamingos, he knew he was participating in a great publicity stunt. What he didn't know was he was about to become an icon of American culture.
John Waters is one of my favorite filmmakers, writers, and speakers. Every time he says or does anything I think, "Wow, you are so smart and fun and I agree with everything you say. I love you."