- Aug 29, 2022

Myra Breckinridge is determined to dismantle the patriarchy through unspeakable measures... teaching an acting class in Hollywood. Also, sex, violence, and sexual violence.
Directed by Michael Sarne, written by Michael Sarne & David Giler
Starring Raquel Welch, Mae West, John Huston, Rex Reed
Costume Design by Theadora Van Runkle, Mae West's costumes by Edith Head
Based on the novel by Gore Vidal, this cult classic follows the anarchist wanderings of Myra Breckinridge (Raquel Welch), a fiery transwoman with impeccable style and a bloodlust for destroying the male sex. Her battleground is her uncle Buck Loner's (John Huston) acting studio in glitzy, debaucherous Hollywood. She poses as his nephew's widow and demands half his estate, but settles for a teaching gig, informing the wayward hippie youth about the good ole days of the motion picture industry. She obsesses over a young couple (Farrah Fawcett & Roger Herren) who she believes represents the ideal American hetero couple. Meanwhile, a bawdy casting director, Leticia (Mae West), spits saucy double entendres at her young male clientele. Myra breaks up the couple and defiles the young man in an infamously offensive scene, leading Leticia to scoop up the young actor into her harem. When the jig is up, Myra finally reveals to her uncle she was his nephew all along. In the last scene, Myra gets hit by a car and wakes up in the hospital "as a man." Was it all an elaborate dream?
As a lover of famously bad movies, I've been meaning to watch this bonkers sexploitation culture crash. I have probably talked your ear off about one of my all time faves, Beyond the Valley of the Dolls, which is spiritually linked to this flick as one of two 20th Cent. Fox films released in 1970 to receive an X rating. It's no surprise Myra Breckinridge was universally panned by critics and banned around the world. It's really really really bad. As I watched it from the discomfort of my hot ass studio apartment with a smile plastered on my face, I kept thinking, "Wow... yeah... this is really really bad."
It had me thinking about the politics of nostalgia and reclaiming problematic or downright offensive media. The movie itself uses footage from old films to (haphazardly) punctuate scenes and harken back to the "golden age" of Hollywood that Myra romanticizes in her class. She uses this nostalgia as indoctrination for her students as a tool toward "the destruction of the last vestigial traces of traditional manhood in the race in order to realign the sexes, thus reducing population while increasing human happiness and preparing for its next stage.” It's unclear why she wants to destroy men. She is an agent of chaos in a chaotic world, constantly walking the line of upholding patriarchal gender norms and violating them. There is no context for her motives before her gender reassignment surgery, or after her she metaphorically wakes up back in Kansas. She learns nothing, but the singular point of the film is to shock, isn't it?
Back to nostalgia. As I finished the movie, I wondered why a movie like this doesn't get the same treatment as a Pink Flamingos or Rocky Horror Picture Show. The answer is probably that this movie is just too bad to be redeemable. However, I don't believe in the notion that Myra Breckinridge is "too offensive for today's audiences." In fact, the super cool LA queer film collective Dirty Looks had a screening of this movie back in 2019 (I desperately wanted to go but couldn't for some reason.) Is Myra ripe for reclaiming? Is Myra worthy of critical analysis beyond surface level Film Studies 101 criticism? Is Myra................. a slay? I cannot and will not be the judge of that..... but it piques my curiosity.
In our endlessly chaotic political & cultural climate, I enjoy watching these cult classics that attempt to mimic and satirize postmodern chaos, whether it's successful in doing so or not. I don't relish in its offensiveness, I relish in its desire to say something and unraveling at the seams because it was doomed from the moment it got green-lit. Sometimes, it's fun to watch an utter and complete fantastic failure.
Trivia!
Raquel Welch and Mae West hated each other and channeled their animosity toward poor Farrah Fawcett. This was Farrah's first acting role (ouch).
Michael Sarne became the bane of the crew's existence on set. He reportedly spent hours "thinking" by himself in a corner and wasted several days shooting a long table of food for a scene that was maaaaaybe 2 minutes.
Edith Head exclusively designed the costumes for Mae West.
The White House demanded footage of Shirley Temple be taken out of the film. She was a US Ambassador at the time. (?????)
Mae West insisted her character's name be changed from Letitia to Leticia. Meanwhile her dialogue is completely comprised of innuendos, but go off queen.
Gore Vidal HATED this movie yet he allegedly never watched it.
Candy Darling (disciple of Andy Warhol) campaigned for the lead role.
Myra's name refers to Bunny Breckinridge, a trans burlesque performer who had a role in Plan Nine from Outer Space.
The lead role was offered to Audrey Hepburn and Vanessa Redgrave (????????)
Raquel Welch is a slay in this movie. Is her acting good? No, but she slays.
Recommend?
This is a tough one. If you enjoy watching bad movies, then yes. Go for it... but don't say I didn't warn you. Giddy up!