a heap of human flesh lies asleep on a red pillow. this is the hunk of naked meat that is little joe and a new york hustler who lives with his bisexual wife and baby child. the film follows a day in his life and after he woken from sleep by his wife demanding that he go out and do the traditional male thing  be a breadwinner. but the use she wants to put the bread to is to pay for her new girlfriend abortion. we certainly aren not in the traditional family unit here. after playing with his child and joe hits the streets to cruise for johns. the clients come thick and fast represent the ordinary gay man who wants to meet him again because they work well together and the old english classical scholar who pays $100 to see joe pose like an ancient greek athlete while the female topless dancer who blows joe then boasts about being raped while the ageing gym bunny who doesn not think that what he and joe do together is queer. after a hard day work and joe returns home exhausted and only to be put down by his wife and the girlfriend. he goes back to sleep as they harp and undermine him. flesh is fascinating as it takes what is a traditional classical mainstream structure  it has an inciting incident (the money for the abortion) and set up and a confrontation and a resolution (albeit a very downbeat one) and even a protagonist with a strongly motivated goal and and then proceeds to concentrate on the details of the day to day routine of these people who are perfectly ordinary to themselves but extraordinary to most mainstream people. it all seems very authentic and natural  it hard to see the acting and the actors are so fully being their roles  but yet the whole thing is a piece of cunning artifice  a beautifully drawn portrait or an intricately carved statue. director morrissey carefully plants every incident and every encounter around his theme of human flesh become packaged commodity but with such cunning slight of hand that you almost do not notice him doing it. the wife packages joe sexual organ and the old englishmen laments a long gone order of classical beauty which created art and poetry from human fleshly beauty and the transvestite friends of the stripper package themselves as women whilst reading a hollywood magazine in which real women are packaged as products while the gym bunny buys joe friendship and affection and thinks artificial porn is real and can not tell and as we can not and that joe is performing his friendship and intimacy for the cash. the film itself presents itself as the ne plus ultra of cinematic realism but what we might as well be dealing with here is fine art or an early example of concept art. the genius  a word not lightly used  of morrissey was to find a way of taking warhol arty pretensions to film making and which were interesting sure but boring as hell and and making them into saleable products which remain amongst the most intriguing works of cinema art ever made  commercial cans labelled flesh and trash and heat with a product label  andy warhol  which sells an idea about the product as much as the product itself. yet just as you reel from morrissey cynicism and you are spellbound by his ability to still maintain the highest of standards and depth of meaning. the constant what seem like camera flashes continually draw attention to the filmic nature of what one is witnessing and yet you get drawn into the illusion all the same  flesh is surely one of the most extraordinary pieces of cinema magic to ever spellbind an audience. 
a heap of human flesh lies asleep on a red pillow. this is the hunk of naked meat that is little joe and a new york hustler who lives with his bisexual wife and baby child. the film follows a day in his life and after he woken from sleep by his wife demanding that he go out and do the traditional male thing  be a breadwinner. but the use she wants to put the bread to is to pay for her new girlfriend abortion. we certainly aren not in the traditional family unit here. after playing with his child and joe hits the streets to cruise for johns. the clients come thick and fast represent the ordinary gay man who wants to meet him again because they work well together and the old english classical scholar who pays $100 to see joe pose like an ancient greek athlete while the female topless dancer who blows joe then boasts about being raped while the ageing gym bunny who doesn not think that what he and joe do together is queer. after a hard day work and joe returns home exhausted and only to be put down by his wife and the girlfriend. he goes back to sleep as they harp and undermine him. flesh is fascinating as it takes what is a traditional classical mainstream structure  it has an inciting incident (the money for the abortion) and set up and a confrontation and a resolution (albeit a very downbeat one) and even a protagonist with a strongly motivated goal and and then proceeds to concentrate on the details of the day to day routine of these people who are perfectly ordinary to themselves but extraordinary to most mainstream people. it all seems very authentic and natural  it hard to see the acting and the actors are so fully being their roles  but yet the whole thing is a piece of cunning artifice  a beautifully drawn portrait or an intricately carved statue. director morrissey carefully plants every incident and every encounter around his theme of human flesh become packaged commodity but with such cunning slight of hand that you almost do not notice him doing it. the wife packages joe sexual organ and the old englishmen laments a long gone order of classical beauty which created art and poetry from human fleshly beauty and the transvestite friends of the stripper package themselves as women whilst reading a hollywood magazine in which real women are packaged as products while the gym bunny buys joe friendship and affection and thinks artificial porn is real and can not tell and as we can not and that joe is performing his friendship and intimacy for the cash. the film itself presents itself as the ne plus ultra of cinematic realism but what we might as well be dealing with here is fine art or an early example of concept art. the genius  a word not lightly used  of morrissey was to find a way of taking warhol arty pretensions to film making and which were interesting sure but boring as hell and and making them into saleable products which remain amongst the most intriguing works of cinema art ever made  commercial cans labelled flesh and trash and heat with a product label  andy warhol  which sells an idea about the product as much as the product itself. yet just as you reel from morrissey cynicism and you are spellbound by his ability to still maintain the highest of standards and depth of meaning. the constant what seem like camera flashes continually draw attention to the filmic nature of what one is witnessing and yet you get drawn into the illusion all the same  flesh is surely one of the most extraordinary pieces of cinema magic to ever spellbind an audience. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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