My extremely low opinion of John Waters work, and particularly the later, higher budget stuff, has absolutely nothing to do with his subject matter. It has everything to do with his inability to write a script and to direct a movie with any coherence whatsover. The only funny moments in this film, or any of his other films, is when an actor of Tracy Ulman's abilities brings something inspired to his tired collections of idiotic potty jokes and strained attempts at outrageous sexual humor. These moments make up about 1 percent of his films, if that. Awful. I guess he keeps getting money to make this garbage becasue people keep buying it, and all power to him for that.