Opening with a fake censor’s classification and titles declaring the movie “A RYAN KRUGER THING,” it would be an understatement to call Fried Barry “a little unusual.” Following a ten-minute opening that sees scummy drug-addict Barry verbally and physically abusing the similarly sordid characters in his day-to-day life, Kruger yanks the wheel sharply to the left with a psychedelic abduction/torture sequence guaranteed to give viewers acid flashbacks to when they watched Mandy and flings us headlong into the story of a relatively innocent alien visitor beamed to Earth in Barry’s body to experience life as a human being. Stream it: Shudder | Kanopy | Amazon | Google | Apple | Youtube It’s scuzzy, gruesome, odd, and surprisingly funny, all the things a good trashy movie should be. But it’s the little touches that make this all worthwhile, from the wildly expressive puppet used for Belial (the thing even manages to look sad and strangely endearing at times), Duane placing a large order at McDonald’s and dumping the entire thing into the basket to feed his brother, a supporting cast best described as “eccentric,” and Frank Henenlotter’s bizarre sense of humor, a thing that would become a trademark in later movies like Frankenhooker and Brain Damage. The plot itself is relatively simple, with everyman Duane trying to live a normal life (at least when he’s not getting revenge on the doctors who separated him from his murderous conjoined twin Belial and/or placating his twin to stop the little monster from killing and/or eating anyone who gets in range of the basket Duane uses to carry him around). Frank Henenlotter)įrank Henenlotter’s twisted little debut about a seemingly normal young man and the twisted, lumpy “twin brother” he carries around in a basket is so widely hailed as a classic of trashy cinema that it recently got a full 4K remaster by the Museum of Modern Art. Street Trash is the kind of movie described as “delightfully trashy,” an insane mix of slapstick comedy, gruesome kills, gritty street-level New York filmmaking, and people dissolving into multicolored goo that sounds like it’d be wildly uneven if it didn’t work so weirdly hard to balance all its various elements out.īasket Case (1982, dir. While the movie does deliver on all the scenes of unhinged violence, body horror, and grimy sexuality that this premise would entail, it spends just as much time developing its cast of transients and their various relationships, making its scuzzy cast human enough that you care about them, but still vile enough that you don’t mind when something awful happens to them. Chronicling the exploits of a group of homeless New York City lowlifes in a junkyard, Street Trash kicks off its plot with a discount liquor called Tenafly Viper that liquefies anyone who drinks it, and the theft of money belonging to Bronson, the junkyard’s unhinged despot. It’s only fitting I start the list with a movie that has “trash” in the title, and Street Trash works to earn that dubious honor.
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