Gather round, kids, and hear about how in the 1990s, you had to seek out an arthouse theater to catch the release of a Gregg Araki movie. Filled with gorgeous young actors having wild sex and violent, drug-fueled adventures, films like “The Doom Generation” and “Nowhere” and “The Living End” were the fever dreams of a self-described “angry young punk rocker” auteur.
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