Bitch

About This Movie

So, Bitch is this curious little piece from 1965 that Andy Warhol crafted as a kind of cheeky jab at Albee's Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?. It's raw, like sitting in on a drunken argument between Marie Menken and Willard Maas—both of whom really embody the beatnik spirit. The atmosphere is casual yet charged; you can almost feel the tension of a Sunday afternoon gone sideways. Warhol doesn’t so much direct as let the chaos unfold, and there’s something visceral about watching them bicker on that couch. The pacing feels unhurried, almost like capturing a slice of life, albeit a messy one. Not many people talk about this film, making it a quirky footnote in Warhol's oeuvre.

Bitch has seen limited releases, making original prints quite rare in collector circles. Its unique blend of documentary and performance art occasionally piques interest among those who appreciate Warhol's experimental edge. However, due to its niche appeal, it doesn't pop up often, which adds to its allure for dedicated collectors seeking something off the beaten path.