Andy Warhol's epic freak-out to end all freak-outs is somehow both snail-paced & fascinating at the same time. The film consists of little more than straightforward head shots (on split screens; a classic late '60s touch) of a slew of Warhol's self-created "superstars" babbling, whining, cursing, & shrieking. As a film director, Warhol didn't have much talent beyond that of the average wedding videographer, but CHELSEA GIRLS (all 3-plus hours of it) is an entertaining time capsule of '60s pop culture and a chance to see a lot of now semi-legends (Ondine, Nico) in their prime. If you do not have the chance to see this on a large screen, much will be lost. Despite it's awkwardness, this is surely Warhol's masterpiece.
Review of Chelsea Girls
