Film

Hedwig and the Angry Inch

Name: Hedwig and the Angry Inch
Genre: Comedy, Music, Drama
Released: 2001
Cast: John Cameron Mitchell, Miriam Shor, Stephen Trask, Theodore Liscinski, Rob Campbell

A glam-rock stage musical turned film, narrated by its own wounded, wisecracking star. Hedwig tells her myth—East German boy, botched surgery, chasing her ex/protégé across American strip malls—through songs that swing from ridiculous to devastating without warning. Part concert film, part confession, it's for anyone who wants their musicals with teeth and their heartbreak in eyeliner.

TMDb rating

7.4

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