Welcome to one of the screen’s most bizarre works of gloriously deranged filmmaking. Directed by the great Paul Bartel (Eating Raoul, Death Race 2000), this bonkers sleepover in the seedy side of the cinema offers up an all-inclusive, five-star fever dream’s worth of murder, fetishism, and eccentricity for discerning connoisseurs of camp. Check in to the King Edward Hotel, if you dare…and check out Private Parts.