Believe you me, I can stomach John Waters' films. This film doesn't even come close to those precise, witty social commentary "bad taste" films!

The plot is sort of engaging at first and the acting is "good enough" (surely no worse than Mr. Waters' genius films), but there's really no point to any of it. If there's any social commentary or underlying message, it's buried deeply under a thick stink of "hipper than thou" that seems to cover the filmmakers themselves.

It's all so dreadfully done that it becomes an endurance test after about a half hour. I pushed all the way through to the end just in case a spark of life reared its head. It never did.

The whole thing felt like it was made by some super privileged rich New Yorkers; the kind I've had experience working with before. They all roll over the common people regularly because they have money and feel that they know everything about the world. There's a scene where the two characters are well-past loaded on drugs and they're out in the streets just being jerks to everyone they meet. It felt improvised to me, and if true, that scene drives my point home: Rich white people rudely pushing average people out of the way to make their ever-so-hip and "edgy" film. All others be damned.

It also felt like someone watched too many Harmony Korine films and thought they "could do that, too!" They can't.

I can do without that kind of pretentious clownery in my films, thank you. Unless they are breaking new ground and have a legit social message to relay to the people. This film failed on all fronts. A marvel to behold on some level, I suppose. But why even bother?