“Is this the c*ck sucker residence? Isn’t this 4215 P*ssy Way? Now, let me check the zip-code: 2-1-2-F*ck You!!” Yes, the king of bad taste is back with his wickedly funny take on the intersection of suburbia and hell, perfect families and serial killers. Serial Mom’s idealized nuclear unit is but a surface of inane normality, quickly pierced by the secret depravities lurking below the surface. With the brilliant Kathleen Turner as his murderous Betty Crocker - John Waters gives us a riff on violence that is as American as apple pie and out to kick the nation smack in its collective groin.