Paul Morrissey (born February 23, 1938, New York City) is an American film director, best-known for his association with Andy Warhol.
Morrissey attended Ampleforth College and Fordham University, both Roman Catholic schools, and later served in the United States Army. A political conservative and self-described “right-winger”, who has publicly protested against what he perceives as immorality and “anti-Catholicism”, Morrissey’s long-term collaboration with the low-keyed, apparently apolitical Warhol was viewed by many as “a successful mismatch”, although both men did share some traits, i.e. both were practising Catholics from “ethnic” backgrounds (Warhol was of Slovakian descent and Morrissey is of Irish descent).[citation needed]
Morrissey’s bold, avant-garde direction in filmmaking is often attributed to his relationship with Warhol and The Factory, although Morrissey claimed in his memoir, Factory Days, that this is not the case. —Wikipedia
While I didn't enjoy it, it's definitely an achievement. The improv made the dramatic beats real. A very raw and ugly look at interpersonal relationships and sex.
I have such a crush on Andrea Feldman. The tragedy of her performances is made all the more so by her suicide mere months after wrapping this film. Morrissey found beauty in tragedy and squalor like few others and Andrea Feldman is perhaps the most beautiful damaged soul he ever found, though Joe Dallesandro and his rogue's gallery give her stiff competition. The end of an era.
I have not seen yet; but, I recall it had a great trailer on the Trash and Flesh videos.
Paul Morrissey’s semi-parody of Sunset Blvd, Heat, puts Joe in the shoes on an ex-child actor. Living at a semi-resort neighboring a vulgar landlady and a crazed lesbian named Jessica(played by the… read review
