One made Maggie Gyllenhall pretend to drink goats urine; the other has been accused of his own scatalogical crimes. What else do R. Kelly and John Waters have in common? I’ll let Evan Shapiro, EVP and general manager of IFC, explain:

[W]hen I brought Trapped in the Closet into the office to screen it for my bosses, people at the company suggested that I seek counseling.

Call me crazy (or obsessed), I find something in Trapped that makes it a natural next step in this experiment. While it might not be on the scale of Midnight Cowboy, in its own iconoclastic, pop-culture way, Trapped in the Closet challenges the traditional mores and sexual stereotypes of the current climate as boldly — and hysterically — as many films coming out of Hollywood or the indie movement. The cheating women, the closeted preacher, the pop star hiding in the closet, the adulterous midget with a paternity problem — Kelly makes a case to carry the mantle of John Waters into the new millennium. You may laugh, but you can’t look away.

You’ll find much more from Shapiro here, and though most of the insights take the form of barely-veiled plugs for IFC TV’s summer slate, it’s always nice to see a powerful TV executive draw attention to his pun on the term “doing it.”