About 15 minutes into Female Trouble, Divine, in all her voluptuous glory, is hurling her mother into a Christmas tree after not getting the cha-cha heels she asked for. Pink Flamingos, Polyester, and Hairspray sound like the makings of one truly demented holiday in South Florida. The logic is simple: John Waters has always had a knack for making a garish show of dysfunctional families, and nothing brings out the dysfunction like Christmas. Tonight, the Pope of Trash takes the stage in A John Waters Christmas, sharing his most twisted holiday traditions, perverted presents, and other twinkling horrors of the season. Sing along to his signature carols like “Here Comes Fatty Claus” and spend the cold winter’s night under a warm, cozy blanket of smut. This is truly the yuletide spectacular we’ve been praying to Satan for.
Fri., Dec. 13, 8 p.m., 2013
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