Gabriella, a Colombian immigrant, is obsessed with understanding violent crime. The current string of murders by "The Blue Blood Killer" of affluent Miami socialites provides her with ... See full summary »
F/X man Rollie Tyler is now a toymaker. Mike, the ex-husband of his girlfriend Kim, is a cop. He asks Rollie to help catch a killer. The operation goes well until some unknown man kills ... See full summary »
In Baltimore, guerrilla filmmaker Cecil B. Demented leads a band of cinema revolutionaries who kidnap Honey Whitlock, a bitchy and aging movie star of big-budget froth. Cecil wants her in his movie, a screed against Hollywood they film during blitzkrieg attacks on a multiplex, a Maryland Film Commission press conference, and the set of a "Forrest Gump" sequel. He insists on celibacy; the cast and crew channel sexual energy into the production. With a family-values coalition, aggrieved Teamsters, and the police on their trail, Cecil needs help from porno, kung-fu, and drive-in audiences. What about Honey? Will she bolt or refuse to act? Or will she hit her marks and light up the screen? Written by
John Waters wrote up the lyrics for the spoof rap songs on the soundtrack ("Bankable Bitch (We Don't Need No Pitch)," "No Budget", et al.) during the screenwriting phase, but the music supervisor couldn't find any rappers who were familiar with filmmaking lingo. Waters then met, quite by accident, Baltimore rap producer Steven Janis. Janis provided DJ Class and a number of other Baltimore-area rap artists, all of who had to be familiar with the pages of moviemaking terminology that Waters provided. See more »
After the Sproket Holes kidnap Honey, they leave the Senator Theatre, make a left in the next shot, then pass a Wendy's restaurant. That Wendy's is located on York Road in Govans, south of the Senator. They would not need to have turned. The two shots (the turn and the Wendy's) should have been reversed. See more »
No! I want to go home! I don't want to be in show business anymore!
I knew you were the weak one, Fidget. Just remember, your parents liked Godzilla.
They wouldn't even let you see R-rated films as a child.
They've never even been to a midnight movie.
They enjoy classic TV sitcoms turned into feature length films.
They've never rented a porno movie.
And to top it all off, they talk out loud in the theatre once the feature has begun.
Oh, that really is unforgivable, Fidget.
Okay, okay! My ...
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The credits thank "Fred and Ginger" both insinuating Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers, the dance duo, and "Fred e Ginger" a movie by Federico Fellini, paying homage to the duo. See more »
While I've enjoyed John Waters recent output, movies like Pecker and Serial Mom have played it a little to safe for my liking. It's great to think of middle-America watching any kind of Waters movie rather than pap like Pearl Harbor and The Mummy Returns, but these movies only give half the picture. While Cecil B. Demented isn't pure unadulterated Waters like Pink Flamingos, it is his best movie since Cry Baby, and a complete HOOT. Man, the sheer energy and humour of this movie, and the basic message of its love for REAL cinema, really pushed my buttons and left me grinning from ear to ear, and UP for a week afterwards! Hopefully someone out there is listening, 'gets it', and will check out some earlier Waters, and some of the work of Sprockets heroes, and their lives will be enriched forever.
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