The film Party Monster revolves around a very specific subgroup of people who are, to say the least, obsessive--about themselves, about each other, about fashion, about drugs, about culture, about fame. It makes for a fascinating expose on the 80's club kid scene, which in fact is not so different than any of the "scenes" which have, are and perhaps will always be permeating young America. Like each of the films i've focused on thus far, for all of its differences from everyday reality there are infinitely more stark similarities which clearly and profoundly highlight the fundamental underpinnings of human nature and experience. This overall relatability amidst and underlying the imposed oddity is what establishes the massive following behind these cult films. We understand these characters--their pain, their joy. We relate, whether or not we ourselves have shared their precise experiences. Each of us carries a little of the monster within, and for this reason alone, we hold these films and the memory of them amongst some of our most cherished possessions.
