Actor and fellow filmmaker George Kuchar told me that McDowell `had lost interest in the film because it didn't have hard-core pornography.' The four-stall fellatio scene is still highly suggestive - and hilarious! The `rape' scene is undeniably sexy, especially with the others crawling on the floor. Let this film pull the plug! McDowell preferred to make sex films. The complex moral issues of AIDS threaten to dam up our sexualities. 1992's new premiere was the time to see this film, and it makes sense that it took so long. It returned to San Francisco but has never before been shown in the Northwest. It was meant to open at the 1984 Seattle International Film Festival (SIFF), but the print and borrowed projectors couldn't play the film and the premiere was a disaster. An NEA grant finally secured McDowell's film. Primary shooting of the film was done in two months in 1976, but it took eight years to finance and finish. Now everyone else wants to try it! Director Curt McDowell died of AIDS in June 1987. There's a terrific scene where the mother, emotionally inside herself, slides onto the kitchen floor, and in her print dress flows through a protracted orgasm it's at first hilarious, then embarrassing, then glorious! Although her wish was granted instantaneously (she relived her entire life, this time without moral stresses), the orgasm was a kind of residue from the experience. Pupik (`pupik' is Yiddish for belly button), who sings revealing jingles and eats things like Christmas candy wrapped in slices of olive loaf. After the `enlightenment,' Buster is stunned that his kooky, closed mother comes to his tavern. Blake is the marvelously pinched backbone of this body of decadence and Dionysian mania. `Sparkle's Tavern' is a lusty, bizarre, sexually-dripping marvel of the emotional dangers in a dysfunctional family crippled with secrets and lost passions. This info allows Jock to blackmail Buster and seize control of his tavern. When gang leader Jock `rapes' Sparkle in his apartment already full of `whiskey-laden, naked' bodies, his jealous, white-trash girlfriend, Brenda (comparable to actress Yvette Mimieux), spills the beans about Beth Sue (Sparkle) and her non-sensual, highly dramatic Mom. These siblings are terrified that their fragile, obsessive-compulsive mother will one day discover her children's secrets. Buster, the proprietor (and Sparkle's gay brother) runs around nervous all the time and occasionally helps out at the stalls: `All this is going to give me the runs,' he says at one point. In the Convenience Parlor in the back of the tavern are four more holes in the `Suck Stalls.' When the chorus girls and headliner Sparkle aren't singing and dancing, they're servicing the leather-cowboy patrons. `Imagine,' I said, `a family so lost that the mother is scrubbing the bathtub while her son takes his shower.' Welcome to Sparkle's Tavern, a bizarre little hole-in-the-wall. Before attending the screening in October, 1992, I'd been talking with friends about the mixed-up family dynamics of American values.
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