The New York Times, February 9, 1966
February 8, 1966, Film-Makers’ Cinematheque, NYC
GIVE ANDY WARHOL ENOUGH ROPE AND SOME LONG ENOUGH SPOOLS OF raw film and he’ll succeed in putting “underground” movies right down a hole in the ground. That is the not unpleasant prospect vitalized by Mr. Warhol’s latest jape—at least, the latest to be exhibited. It is something called “More Milk Yvette,” which was put on last night at the Film-Makers’ Cinematheque, the basement theater at 125 West 41st Street. It will be shown each night through Sunday at 8 and 10.
In this little bit of veiled allusion, Mr. Warhol is letting his camera go on a couple of close-up studies that are composed on a split or double screen. In the first study, a bewigged and roughed transvestite does a weary and witless travesty on a movie star (maybe Lana Turner) drinking milk and eating a hamburger and a pear with a bored and listless fellow, while on the other half of the screen there is a tedious pantomime of a phony torture in which a grinning guy is bound and lashed with ropes.
This section of the picture may be vaguely and drearily observed (if you want to observe it as something) as a mockery of masculinity.
The second part is a split screen composition of a feminine portraiture. On one side of the screen, a baby-doll blonde type is primped and powdered by a make-up man, while on the other side the same girl eats a long meal in an elegant dining-room. At the end, both panels are used to show the girl with her head in the toilet. It’s an appropriate way to finish this film.
Also on the bill is a performance by a group of rock ’n’ roll singers called the Velvet Underground. They bang away at their electronic equipment, while random movies are thrown on the screen in back of them.
When will somebody en-noble Mr. Warhol with an above ground movie called “For Crying Out Loud”?