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Under the aegis of Andy Warhol, writer-director-photographer Paul Morrissey has fashioned another episode in the life of Joe Dallesandro who, in portraying the character Joey Davis, again plays himself. Joey is an ex-child star in movie westerns turned rock singer, who moves to Hollywood in an attempt to bolster a sagging career. He then proceeds--blithely, almost mindlessly--to partake of the pleasure various apertures of various bodies have to offer, apparently with the theory that if one can't get his foot in the doorway of fortune, an earthier variation of the metaphor will...
...GOES, one incredible parody after another, strung together in little more than a succession of episodes. To talk of this film in terms of progression to a climax is to judge it by standards it disavows. Morrissey deliberately flouts so many tenets of movie-making and taste that it is in fact difficult to establish any point of reference from which to appraise his film...
...vehicle for parody is a good example of such pitilessness. The film's last scene, in which her attempt to kill the faithless Joey evokes only audience guffaws as the gun fails to shoot, adds insult to injury; this is the major emotional crisis of Sally's life, and Morrissey turns it into a farce. Likewise, the constant use of the Motel Lady's physical ugliness as a stimulus to laughter is on a level with the playground viciousness young children often direct towards the physically "different...
...these sights and others we may laugh, but it is out of shock and surprise, and accompanied by bad conscience. In attempting to justly and give meaning to "disgusting" scenes by means of parody. Morrissey produces the opposite effect, leaving the audience with the feeling: Was all this really necessary...
Heat, a faggot rehash of Sunset Boulevard, is about an aging, braying B-picture movie star (Sylvia Miles) who takes up with a narcissistic stud (Joe Dallesandro). The film was made by the Andy Warhol epigone Paul Morrissey, who, like his master, exploits the sorry selection of freaks who have been recruited for the cast. Thus the audience is invited to have a good laugh at the gargoyle visage of Miles, chortle over Dallesandro's near-autistic blankness, and revel in the antics of an obese motel owner, and a schizophrenic lesbian. The lazy profanity and the grungy, grim...