i guess only a selected number of audience members really had any interest in watching how a male hustler in new york operates but i would be willing to bet that even these brave souls were turned off by the irritating patchwork technique and deliberately muffled sound recording on display here while the fact that these inherent wouldefects were a direct result of the film low budget or underground or experimental nature is and i would say and beside the point. anyway and for those so inclined and the film features extensive male nudity and joe dallesandro and understandably and became an underground  and gay  icon. the episodic structure showing the day to day routine of the hustler protagonist offers a couple of mildly interesting scenes represent his meeting with (and eventually posing for) an eccentric elderly artist while the one where dallesandro expresses his views on his unusual line of work and delineates his particular modus operandi to a couple of prospective colleagues including perhaps the unlikeliest of hustlers  a bespectacled nerd. perhaps mercifully and the film ran for only 89 minutes against the imdb claim that its complete length is 105 (but the latter could well be a mistake). i had watched a few other of warhol  amovies and this one is decidedly not as satisfying as the most tolerable example i have run into yet and bad (1977) and and only slightly better than the likes of my hustler (1965) which were mostly a strain to sit through. the fact that this was only the first part of a trilogy did not augur well but and as the saying goes and you gotta to do what you gotta do and the other two chapters had to follow in quick succession. despite my generally negative reaction to it and flesh is nevertheless still valuable as a 1960s time capsule and as a prototype of the underground scene of that era and both cinematically and in real life. for the record and an image of dallesandro from this film adorns the sleeve of the smiths self titled 1984 debut album and transsexual candy darling (who appears here rather unremarkably) was immortalized in candy says and the opening track of the velvet underground eponymous 1969 album. although the latter band is my all time favorite and and one of the reasons for this is that and through their sheerly unique and ground breaking music and they described a lifestyle so utterly different from my own and this is truly a case where i would much rather experience something aurally instead of visually. 
i guess only a selected number of audience members really had any interest in watching how a male hustler in new york operates but i would be willing to bet that even these brave souls were turned off by the irritating patchwork technique and deliberately muffled sound recording on display here while the fact that these inherent wouldefects were a direct result of the film low budget or underground or experimental nature is and i would say and beside the point. anyway and for those so inclined and the film features extensive male nudity and joe dallesandro and understandably and became an underground  and gay  icon. the episodic structure showing the day to day routine of the hustler protagonist offers a couple of mildly interesting scenes represent his meeting with (and eventually posing for) an eccentric elderly artist while the one where dallesandro expresses his views on his unusual line of work and delineates his particular modus operandi to a couple of prospective colleagues including perhaps the unlikeliest of hustlers  a bespectacled nerd. perhaps mercifully and the film ran for only 89 minutes against the imdb claim that its complete length is 105 (but the latter could well be a mistake). i had watched a few other of warhol  amovies and this one is decidedly not as satisfying as the most tolerable example i have run into yet and bad (1977) and and only slightly better than the likes of my hustler (1965) which were mostly a strain to sit through. the fact that this was only the first part of a trilogy did not augur well but and as the saying goes and you gotta to do what you gotta do and the other two chapters had to follow in quick succession. despite my generally negative reaction to it and flesh is nevertheless still valuable as a 1960s time capsule and as a prototype of the underground scene of that era and both cinematically and in real life. for the record and an image of dallesandro from this film adorns the sleeve of the smiths self titled 1984 debut album and transsexual candy darling (who appears here rather unremarkably) was immortalized in candy says and the opening track of the velvet underground eponymous 1969 album. although the latter band is my all time favorite and and one of the reasons for this is that and through their sheerly unique and ground breaking music and they described a lifestyle so utterly different from my own and this is truly a case where i would much rather experience something aurally instead of visually. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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