Still utterly terrific, despite a minor 3rd Act disintegration, this film is proving to me that it will be a classic for decades. The music still holds up, Origin of Love being one of the best songs to appear in a film ever (maybe the best), the acting is spectacular, the dialogue sharp, and the pace is brisk. The last 1/3 shows signs of falling apart, though. Songs Exquisite Corpse and Midnight Radio hold little interest for me lyrically and musically, and multiple endings move from one to the other in too rushed of a way. But it has never been enough to sink the brilliant first hour. It deals intelligently with one of the most interesting “genres” of sexuality to me: transvestites. The film comes close to treating non-hetero characters as unafflicted by society: mothers, friends, and the general public show no qualms with the men in drag and same-sex marriage, only once or twice breaking that, like when a man shouts “Faggot!” during Angry Inch.