Doing strange things in the name of art

I ended up giggling in the middle of the grocery store yesterday when I saw this:
















The darker patches on the bat are covered with glitter. The packaging had the words "I Sparkle!" on it. But it was the apples that really cracked me up. They are so random as anything but a deliberate reference that they remove any doubt about who those animals are supposed to be.

My film class just watched Andy Warhol's Dracula.  All of a sudden, I find myself in much greater sympathy for Valerie Solanas.  I find it difficult to believe that it's a cult classic.  I mean, sure, there is a ton of gratuitous sex, lesbian incest, and obviously fake gore, but it still manages to be completely boring.   It tries for funny and achieves random.  I feel like I've been forced to read deliberate badfic for an hour and a half.  If something is relying on deliberate attempts to be shocking, there probably isn't much to it beyond that.  On top of that, it is one of the most blatant examples of "No, really, she'll succumb to your manly forcefulness, women like being raped"  that I have ever seen in a movie. 
In short, THIS MOVIE SUCKS!