Pink Flamingos, 1972
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If you want to pay your respects to the late, great Divine (Harris Glenn Milstead) , who died in 1988, she is buried in Prospect Hill Cemetery, 701 York Road, Towson, a northern suburb of Baltimore, and the location for John Waters’ Serial Mom.
Pink Flamingos location: "Not only is she the Filthiest Person in the World, she is also the Filthiest Actress in the World”: Tyson Street, Baltimore, Maryland
The John Waters legend starts here in Baltimore, with a film that makes other attempts to shock an audience look as subversive as High School Musical, and with an art department budget of no more than $200.
Pink Flamingos location: the home of Connie and Raymond Marble: Greenmount Avenue, Baltimore, Maryland
The invitingly luxurious home of Connie and Raymond Marble (Mink Stole and David Lochary) looks almost exactly as it did in 1972 (apart from the disappearance of shutters from the windows). It’s 3900 Greenmount Avenue at East 39th Street, a couple of miles directly north of downtown. At the time the house was shared by director Waters himself and co-star Mink Stole.
But the place you’ll really want to see, of course, is the site of the movie’s infamous coda, as Babs Johnson (Divine) unarguably earns the title of Filthiest Person Alive.
Pink Flamingos location: Divine and co start to feel peckish: West Read Street, Baltimore, Maryland
The epilogue kicks off with the strains of How Much is That Doggie In The Window? as the hungry Babs and her two pals, Cotton (Mary Vivian Pearce) and Crackers (Danny Mills), round the corner of West Read Street and Park Avenue in the Mount Vernon district (metro: State Center). The Tavern seen in the background of the scene is now The Drinkery, 203 West Read Street.
Pink Flamingos location: Divine – the Filthiest Person Alive, no contest: Tyson Street, Baltimore, Maryland
The trio head northwest along West Read Street and turn left into Tyson Street, where Babs licks her lips at the prospect of a satisfying snack.
The spot where Divine went way beyond the call of duty and scoffed down a mouthful of doggie poo, is the empty lot alongside 892 Tyson Street.
One of the most notorious spots in cinema history – and not a commemorative plaque. Nothing. Baltimore – shame on you.