Film

Tromeo & Juliet

Name: Tromeo & Juliet
Genre: Comedy, Romance
Released: 1996
Cast: Jane Jensen, Will Keenan, Valentine Miele, William Beckwith, Steve Gibbons

Comedy
Romance
Strange
Relentless

Lloyd Kaufman's 1996 punk-rock recasting of Romeo and Juliet as a Manhattan underground odyssey. Unapologetically trashy, sexually explicit, gleefully anarchic—it treats Shakespeare as a template for maximum chaos rather than sacred text. For viewers who want their classics defaced, their sensibilities challenged, and their cinema as far from respectable as possible.

TMDb rating

3.0

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