

But three decades is a long time, and Hollywood can be a cruel place. In short, "Cry-Baby" is an absolute classic that deserves far more love than it currently gets. There's music, mullets, some decidedly era-appropriate comedy, a hilarious dig at James Dean, and one of Willem Dafoe's best-ever cameos. Once released and fully accepted, Walker, Allison, and the gang live happily ever after, we assume.

After a hate campaign sees Cry-Baby and his gang of drapes locked up, only a theme park caper can heal the deep-seated classist wounds. The squares even drag Allison's grandmother in to fight the burgeoning relationship between two teenagers of differing classes. Motorcycles are set ablaze, dances are crashed, and gallons of tears are drunk. In the "Cry-Baby"-verse, a woman making her own decision simply can't stand, so all musical hell breaks loose. It all kicks off when hillbilly bad boy Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker (Johnny Depp) has the temerity to hit on the hottest goodie-goodie in a poodle skirt this side of "Grease."Īllison (Amy Locane) is totally into it, which drives the squares crazy. Focusing on many of the same themes as Waters' equally campy "Hairspray" two years prior, but this time through the eyes of "bad" kids, the film's central message of acceptance rings just as true today as it did decades ago. John Waters' masterclass in musical cinema, 1990's "Cry-Baby," is perhaps the least shocking and most accessible of the director's early movies.
