Cannes has its Palme d’Or. Venice has its Golden Lion, and Berlin has its Golden Bear. But Provincetown, now celebrating its 15th anniversary, has its Filmmaker on the Edge, who is publicly interviewed by John Waters, known to raise awkward topics, such as when he challenged 2008 recipient Quentin Tarantino about his foot fetishism. Edgy indeed, but no big deal for this festival, and for this community, a longtime asylum for those who take pride in their nonconformity.
Waters, an indie legend for the trash masterpiece “Pink Flamingos” (1972), among others, and himself the first Filmmaker on the Edge, in 1999, has served as the festival’s reigning antic spirit and as a member of the advisory board. “One of my jobs is to write them [Edge candidates] letters talking them into it,” Waters said last month over the phone, fresh from his first dip in the surf. “And it’s been an amazing run. It’s really impressive to see Quentin Tarantino just walking down the street, as well as all the other people we’ve had here.”