What better way to close out a hot, sticky summer spent roaming the feces-littered streets of NYC than with hours and hours of "filth" from the master himself, John Waters?The Film Society of Lincoln Center will be hosting a retrospective of his films that's being called, "50 Years of John Waters: How Much Can You Take?"  I for one am so happy I could shit.

The retrospective runs from September 5th-14th and kicks off with an opening night showing of Female Trouble, and a Q&A with John moderated by film critic J. Hoberman, who sounds like a character from Seinfeld, based on his name alone. I'm sure he's a very nice man. 


Tickets for the retrospective went on sale at 11AM on August 14th, and if you were lucky enough to maneuver the heavily malfunctioning ticketing system on the Lincoln Center's homepage, then you're in for a real treat. Tickets for the two main events, Female Trouble (w/Q&A) and Celluloid Atrocity Night, an on-stage conversation with John paired with a showing of his first two films: Mondo Trasho, and Multiple Maniacs, sold out in less than 24 hours.

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As of now, tickets to a few choice showings such as Cecil B. Demented (w/John Waters Q&A) on September 12th, and Polyester, (complete with actual Odorama cards!) on September 6th, are still available HERE

Mixed in with films of his own, the retrospective will host showings of films John wishes he HAD made, such as Final Destination, which he says he loves because he's a sucker for plane crash scenes, and Of Unknown Origin, which he states is the, "best rat movie ever." 

Check back next week for our write-up on the event, after we cram in as many films as we can. Hope we don't puke! Just kidding, we hope we DO!

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