A tatty but affectionate survey of six cult movies of the 1970s, instantly recalling the sprockety whirr and smelly stalls of those old fleapit cinemas where they found their home. John Waters reminisces about Pink Flamingos, David Lynch about Eraserhead, Richard O'Brien about The Rocky Horror Picture Show, and so on, though most of the clips suggest that time has dimmed their initial shock appeal. It was ever thus: the avant-garde and audacious, once it has been absorbed by the mainstream, will take on the air of a quaint antique.
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