I watched this movie last night for the first time and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since -- in fact, I hope to order the film once I finish this review. I am amazed that no one in my life ever suggested that I see this movie because it is now one of my favorite films. The movie is episodic and inconsistent in a dramatic sense but the majority of it is composed of unforgettable scenes that are generally hilarious, often quite moving, brilliantly acted, and perversely beautiful. Holly Woodlawn, specifically, provides a wonderful performance that, in my opinion, provides a thematic framework for the entire exercise. Ultimately, I find myself considering what or who is really the 'trash' of the film. Holly finds her own kind of treasure discarded on the street -- not only in the form of junk furniture but in the beautiful but impotent human form of junkie Joe. And who stinks more, dirty strung-out Joe harmless in a bath or the shallow, amoral rich couple who exploit him for a brief moment of voyeuristic pleasure? In addition, it might be said that the film documents a type of 'trash culture' that arguably conquered New York in the seventies. Along with and, in a sense, an inverse of Woody Allen's 'Manhattan', this is a classic New York movie. It is truly unique and it should not be missed.